A ton of these 30 day challenges are about falling, geez! On the Simon lameness note – I am feeling less mopey. I am not the only person in the world who has had to deal with a lame horse. Not every horse that tears something making an ass of themselves in the pasture is going to be lame forever. I’m a good horse mom, it’ll be fine. Consider this post some mental insight into the thoughts of Lauren before…
Simon was really lame last night again. Same right hind, and after cold hosing his hock I noticed a small band of swelling to the inside top of his hock. I think it’s too high to be upper suspensory… but it has me worried. He’s going to the vet Wednesday for an xray, as much of a lameness exam that they can do in the mud, and possibly an ultrasound. Fingers crossed…. sigh. In my life as it stands, I’m a happy boarder…
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…
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,…
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…
I ride at Bee Cave Riding Center in southwest Austin. I came there two years ago when I wanted to upgrade the boarding situation for Teaspoon from a trail barn to a place that has lessons and shows. Bee Cave is a no thrills, hard working facility. We don’t have fancy facilities, or rolling green pastures. We do have a really great group of people, including the most patient, sane, and encouraging trainer I’ve ever had the privilege of riding…
It took me a long, long time to get somewhat good at horse showing. Going to a show and getting no satin pretty ribbons (oh ribbons, how I love you… let me count the ways) these days isn’t a huge shocker, because there were many, many shows in my past where I would be happy to come home with one 6th place. Eventually, I did start doing better than 6th and then I won some. There are 3 ribbons in…
My first fall was not super eventful, but I remember it very clearly. I was 10, maybe 11, and was riding Duchess. Duchess was a rich red buckskin grade mare, and was pretty much a honey. She was a well trained and gentle school horse though, and didn’t contribute to this fall at all. I was just learning to trot, and it was maybe my 6th or so lesson before I was allowed to move from walking, steering, and two…