I’ve been fairly mum on Roman for a variety of reasons. When I feel less than stellar mentally, the act of sitting down to write about ponies seems insignificant in the grand scheme of things and I don’t bother. Additionally, even though my trainer doesn’t believe me I’m planning on Roman being a longer term resale project. That doesn’t mean he won’t make blog appearances, but it does mean that I won’t be publishing every single little detail on the…
The road that brought me to where I am right now with my two beloved Thoroughbreds has been an interesting one. If you told me when I moved to Texas six years ago that I’d eventually own two hunter/jumper Thoroughbreds at a show barn, I would have laughed in your face. Though my background has always been in (struggle bus) hunter/jumper, I wanted to do AQHA when I first moved here. I figured that Texas was a Quarter Horse state if…
I might be getting a little blogging mojo back. Let’s hope this is the case, because like most things… blogging is connected to my overall mojo and happiness. I was talking to a friend at dinner last night when she said she thought that Texas gave people reverse seasonal affliction disorder. It’s so hot in the summer that we get depressed. Whether it’s weather related or a cluster of things, I’ve been operating lower than I hope to be for the…
Riding, at any level, is often a more mental game than physical. That’s true for me, although lord knows I have plenty of physical limitations and struggles (will I ever learn to sit up? chances are low). Mental toughness has been in the forefront of my riding in the past several years. I knew that I couldn’t be wimpy, and had to learn to believe in myself and my nerd horse to do things like tackle the jumper ring and move…
So I bought a horse. If you follow me on instagram, you noticed there was a new addition to the nerd herd this weekend. Two weeks ago, I went to try horses at a local farm that came up through the grapevine after I posted my honest ISO on some Texas horse groups. When my trainer and I went to go look at him, I sat on two horses. One was quite fancy with show experience and a fantastic lead change….
Baby brontosaurus is going home. I’ll be happy to share details with interested parties offline, but I won’t be blogging about it. There are no hard feelings, but I’m just sad. He would have been a great horse for me I think. I don’t want to hear that he “wasn’t the right one”, even though I know that comment is well intended. The truth is, he was the right one but when your vet is as blunt as mine was… well…
I have had more than one person come to me and say something along the lines of, “I NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THIS HORSE IT’S KILLING ME!” Whoops – sorry folks. On the blog, my lack of information is purposeful. I haven’t made a decision on horse yet and won’t for a while, so I have to make sure I don’t make him identifiable. It’d be a really shitty move to ruin someone’s future sale if I send him back….
How do you know what you can handle when it comes to horses? I’ve realized recently that I need to break-up with an idea in my head. This is going to sound silly, but for a while I’ve thought Simon was a sort of difficult horse to ride. He’s a little hot and sensitive, and requires a lot of feel and delicacy to bring out his best. That’s a true statement, but hard? No. The horse is point and shoot….