That’s the best way I can describe me this past week and weekend. It’s a good thing I still have lots of photos and posts about Wellington to blog about, because otherwise I would drive all you great readers away with my negativity.
Pre-Simon being very lame (still) lots of crappy stuff happened at work which I won’t get into, and then when I saw that my dear horse who has been on stall rest for three months was still lame, I just lost all my mojo.
Which is ironic, because I get to show a really nice mare in two weeks thanks to a kind teen at my barn. With that in mind, I made myself go to the barn and ride Viper today to get my sea legs back. He was a doll, and I worked on double posting, a mock flat class and overall endurance stuff now that it’s getting hotter. I felt pretty good about the ride… Until I saw the pictures another teen rider took. Because this blog is somewhat about posterity and bettering myself, I’m going to post them… But I don’t like it.
This is my favorite, minus the whole “I may or may not have been comfort eating during Simon’s stall rest” thing. Also, I thought I was working on riding with an open chest/shoulders back but I guess I was wrong.
Just call me lumpy mclumperson.
Hunchy shoulders need not be hunchy.
Tipped forward in saddle. Bad hands.
I didn’t post these looking for people to comment with “no you look fine!” I know these aren’t the worst pictures ever taken of someone riding a horse… I’m just upset at myself. I need to watch what I eat. I need to up my fitness outside of the barn. I need to be better.
I also need my horse to not be lame anymore. Only one more day until the vet comes out… Sorry for the negativity. I’ll treat y’all to a tour of Grand Prix village tomorrow instead of my whining.