I never see any video of me riding and think “Wow, I look so good! I should definitely become a professional.” One might classify me as overly critical. This probably contributes to the fact that I have virtually 0 video of me riding. These videos are super old, so this is a combo “bad riding” and “blast from the past” video post. This is probably the worst video, and you’ll quickly see why. Ok, to be fair I don’t really consider this that…
Ever have a great Saturday, and then a series of small but unfortunate events leaves you feeling grumpy on Sunday afternoon and even grumpier knowing Monday is just around the corner? That’s how I feel right now. Yesterday I spent all day at the barn for the first time in forever, and it was lovely. When I first got out, I jogged Simon and he was sound. Yay! His hock had no swelling and was nice and cold, so I…
I’m kind of a complete sucker for any horse with any color at all. If I see a big chromey bay I go, “Oooo pretty.” A fancy jumping pinto will make me swoon, and even a tasteful appy that isn’t built like a donkey (fear not appy lovers, I know that not all Apps are created equal and that they are lovely horses) will make my heart go pitter patter. Nothing makes me warm and mushy like a Palomino though,…
Trekked out to the barn in what we Austinites call miserable weather (high 30’s, ahhh!) to check on Simon pants. He jogged out much sounder, but still NQR. I had asked one of the teenagers at the barn to cold hose him twice before I got there, but my trainer didn’t notice any swelling in his hock so told her no to cold hose it… sigh. The hock was still a little puffy and warm, but not as bad as…
I finally got to go out and see Simon last night for the first time since my Birthday, and got there to find him really, really lame. I noticed in the cross ties he was resting his right hind waaaaaaaay more than the left, and when he would start to rest the left he immediately switched back to the right. This horse is tough, so I was concerned. I didn’t feel anything on the bottom of his right hind, but when…
Overall I’ve been really lucky on the riding front. No broken bones, no significant time off, etc. I cracked a few ribs once and hurt my hip in the process, but after about two weeks I was back to normal. There is one fall that has scarred me forever and gave me what I like to affectionately call my ass tumor. See that kind of pointed part of my ass? I hope the cellulite doesn’t leave you blind, but I…