It's one of the more interesting phrases I've picked up in my time here. Now, the F word is used as carelessly as one would use a definite article — it's simply a part of speech, like a noun or a verb or an adjective, and with creativity, can be used as any and all …
2010: Year Four
I THINK — I CAN NEVER FIGURE THIS OUT Okay, so I started riding in 2006, which means I ended my third year in September of '09, and okay, I get it now, yes. Yes! Fourth year of riding has begun! Or it will on Tuesday. I can't say I haven't enjoyed the last two …
Well, Hello!
I swung around the side of the barn and headed for the door — and there he was! Rebel! Waiting in the aisle for his post-holiday pedicure. I kind of squeaked, 'Hey!', and his ears went up, and his mane was a mess, and he let me give him a good scratch. I got a …
Oh… Hello…
I'm too embarrassd to check out when was the last time I checked in. But, here I am! Still not done with the memoire-based essay book proposal, gotta finish the second sample chapter [on falling; I believe I could write an entire book about that at this stage], and have been sort of hoarding words …
Trust and Bonding
ACK! Been away so long, WordPress changed their homepage. Freaky! I suppose 'summer' is as good an excuse as any, to invoke against sluggishness in blogging. I've mostly been spending the time daydreaming about writing my non-fiction horse book, and waiting to go across to England to do a week-long course. The course is done, …
Why Not to Give Up
Oh, Tuesday. I had Rebel, we were outside, there was a massive puddle between E and C, and he had decided that it had my name on it. He was spooking at a teeny tiny one between C and M, and in open order, I kept going back over it, to get him to look …
On the Ground — For Real
So I'd been doing all this stuff — sitting on the edge of my seat on the bus, walking around with my elbows loose yet down, standing with my balance entirely in my pelvis — to help me in the saddle. This is as far as my 'on the ground' work has gone. I'd never …
Distractinated
ISN'T A WORD, BUT IT IS A STATE OF MIND I've gotten a little distracted lately, and have been wallowing in a state of distractination for the last wee while. Nothing has distracted me from my four lessons per week, and nothing could. I was offered a press trip, and okay, I had some conflicts, …
New Shoes
REBEL HAS THEM And he wasn't nearly as excited as I would have been. Plus: pedicure! Ah, well, he's no metrosexual — despite being a gelding and all.
I Know It’s Getting Better
BECAUSE IT FEELS BETTER The last few jumps on Thursday were over an oxer. I seek to use the correct terms, and I suppose an oxer is an oxer is an oxer, but this was, maybe, if I was pushing it, eighteen inches wide. [There had been some sort of crazy series of fences set …
MANY BRAVE FOOLS 