I’ve had this blog for going on three years now, and it’s been through some changes. At first I wrote about whatever I wanted, which was fun but hard to really build an audience wen one day you have a blog post about evil rat bastards and the next day it’s all i luff my pony! There have also been periods of blogging hiatus, as long as 6 months at times, but now that I’ve focused it on just the…
One of the best things about my trainer is her enthusiasm for teaching and making us better equestrians. Lately, a way she has been giving us an opportunity to go the extra mile is hosting a two hour group lesson/fun workshop on some Saturdays. It’s free, and I showed up early to the barn on Saturday morning to walk Simon in hopes that I would be able to catch a ride on one of the school horses and participate in…
Thanks for all the kind comments and suggestions from my whiney blog post about Simon’s rehab process. I’m feeling a bit better now that I have a plan. Should have my Ace from the vet today, am ordering GastroMax 3 to treat/prevent ulcers, and I’m going to talk to my trainer about more hay and any slow release calming agents she’s had experience with. All of this will just seem silly when he’s sound and walk/trotting again in two months,…
Yesterday was not a super day for me, so I was really looking forward to driving to the barn to walk Simon and hack Winston, a school horse my trainer wants me to work with some. Instead of relaxation, I got the continuing of the bad day. As soon as I had changed from my work clothes to my riding clothes, a lesson student pulled the horse I was supposed to ride into the cross ties for her lesson. I was peeved….
I am not a thin and svelte person, and although I’m in a campaign to lose weight… I know I’m never going to be a size 0. Or a size 2… or if we’re being realistic a size 4 and who knows what else. So traditional rise breeches with a relaxed cut in the hip (like the old Tailored Sportsman Pro Hunters) are my friend. You know what is not my friend? Low rise. Seriously, why? I know these aren’t as low…
In my brilliant youth, I have ridden without a helmet. Like, a lot. At first it was because I got a western saddle for Elvis, and “western riders don’t need to wear helmets.” Of course, that rule should get thrown out the window when you get really smart and start jumping around in a western saddle. But now that I am older and slightly less stupid, I always wear a helmet when I ride. I’d like to say that it’s because…
Feb 1st was 1 month after I first discovered Simon very, very lame with a hot and swollen right hock. One week later, we had a loose diagnosis and prescription for a bute treatment and stall rest. While I technically should have waited until Thursday of this week, he has been increasingly irritable from the stall rest and I decided jogging him in front of the barn wasn’t going to hurt anything. And he was sound! So I’m putting on my…
No doubt I’m an equestrian. No doubt you’re an equestrian reading this blog and my continuing patronage to ponies. Proof of my unfettered equestrianism? Why, see below! You know you’re an equestrian when… Your favorite accessories are equestrian inspired. You have more breeches and barn jeans than nice pants. You have an addiction to cheap, colorful satin. You get high tech devices to watch free USEF network streaming instead of cable. You can’t see this commerical without tearing up. How…