I’ve been experiencing a bit of a shift in my perspective as of late. It started intentionally and coming from myself. When I headed into my lesson on Tuesday afternoon to prep for the show, I decided I would not once say “That looks big” or ask for anything to be taken down. I need to jump bigger, but more importantly I need to believe that I can do this. One of my life coping mechanisms is sarcastic humor. That’s all…
I’ve had babies on the brain lately, but not like you may be thinking. No, I don’t want a baby horse. I’m thinking about human babies, but I don’t really want one of those either. In my personal life, my world has been a bit baby saturated as many women in their 30’s experience. Of course my Facebook feed is covered in baby photos vs college photos now, but closer to home my best friend had a daughter last fall…
I did something crazy yesterday. I entered a show. I entered a show that is unlikely to be rained out. I entered a show that is unlikely to be rained out for a max 2’9″ jumper division. I have four days… that should be enough time right? I’ve done this before. Or bigger (at home). So I can do it again. Right? Right?!?
Even though I’ve always loved hunter/jumpers, it wasn’t until the last few years that I showed at “legit” hunter shows. Moving to the world of rotations and 1 million divisions under 3′ was a little confusing at first. It took a lot of hand holding by my trainer to calm my nerves and make hunter/jumper shows seem like the relaxing norm instead of a brave new world. My showing life before hunter/jumper almost entirely consisted of open shows. They are…
Last week before my jaunt to NC and the Memorial Day Texas flood, I was able to ride my horse for two days. It was amazing. One of those days happened to be a jumping lesson, and in a show of great maturity I took a last minute half day from work and headed to the barn for an earlier lesson. We hadn’t jumped in well over a week and more rain was in the forecast, so my trainer wasted…
How do you get over mental hurdles? In case you’re new here, I’m a mental basketcase. It’s frustrating for me, because sometimes I am totally fine. I’ll walk into the ring with an attitude that is all about personal wins and triumphs vs ribbons. I’ll relax enough to give my horse a good ride, and if I mess up I don’t beat myself up for it until I want to crawl in a hole and hide forever. And then… there…
I am a bit of a control freak. I mean, that’s what people (aka my husband) tell me. It’s not that I have to tell everyone what to do all the time or what not, but I like to be able to fix things. I love it when a problem has a simple action plan like First A then B and finally accomplish C. Those are my favorite. Right now, I’m experiencing a huge lull in horse showing and training…
As I listened to the massive thunderstorm that hovered around my house from 4am – 11am Sunday morning, I thought, “I wonder if my granola bars are done baking?” I wasn’t actually baking real granola bars though. I was baking virtual granola bar in my virtual French stable for my virtual horses. Yes friends, it has come to horse iPad games. The rain has done this to me. I fear I may never be the same. I downloaded Horse Haven on…