So, I can't post video here, but I have it up on FB, and — and I put it on my phone, too... I've got a list: > Toes in > Contact! > Sit back > Elbows in, too > Look up! I'm sure there's more, but I swear, if I look at that thing …
3,4 … [9, 10, 8, 7] [?]
I woke up and thought, Wouldn't it be nice to just lie here and daydream about going double clear over the 80s on Connell? This is the thing that makes people not do what they say they're going to do: it is nice to just lounge around and make up the story, the perfect story, …
Every Little Bit Helps…
Look at this! I might ask to borrow this for Sunday, when I jump the 80s on Con. I am going to jump the 80s on Con. I have decided. Mostly. I would like some boots to match!
At This Rate, I Will Need to Buy a Car*
*Because horse people hang their rosettes from their rear-view mirrors. MY SECOND ROSETTE We found out on Saturday that there was going to be more showjumping starting on Sunday. Not a league, we didn't think, it was only for a month, but ah, sure, why not go along and have another go? I thought, I'll …
It Must Be True
I don't know what we were talking about — I mean, we were talking about horses, but I'm not sure how we got to talking about names. You know, about what the show name, or certificate name, or however you call it, what that name is, which is normally quite different from the barn name, …
The First Time I Showjumped…
... I was also on Delilah, and I know I was conscious of this experience going up last Sunday — only the second time I've showjumped a whole entire course in front of people! But here's why I was so worried about remembering where fence no. 5 was. Four years later... sure, it doesn't seem …
My First Rosette
MY FIRST ROSETTE! So. The showjumping league has been going on for ages, and yesterday was the last one until summer. I talked myself out of it the first week, and after that, there wasn't even a voice in my head to ignore. I was doing okay on Connell, but every fence felt like a …
My First Gate
Having been happy enough to go for an easygoing plod on Saturday, even though the weather here continues extraordinary, I really wanted to not ride out last night. Being in the lower arena would be perfect, another perfect thing in a series of perfect things: perfect sky, perfect temperature, perfectly lengthening day. We ambled down …
Flat Out on the Flat
Sometimes, I just wanna sweat. Not that I don't sweat, when I jump, because I do. But sometimes, sometimes I just want to go around and around without stopping. Sometimes, a lesson on the flat is the best thing ever. It was blowy and a bit spitty last night, but the indoor was a wreck, …
Here’s a Good One!
Wowee! I didn't even notice that bruise until Sunday morning. And I don't think Photo Booth does it justice. Or else it has faded considerably. I was in the middle of finishing up my house-moving process on Saturday, and when I woke I wondered should I go? Because my head was wrecked... but my body …
