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I made my way, last Monday, to Festina; I passed the entire bus journey querying my calf. Read the rest of this entry »

So, a couple of posts ago, Carrot asked me how I was going to style up my pone for the big test…

Still no pone. And I see how this could be a problem. Read the rest of this entry »

I had no idea that I could hurt myself doing dressage. Although what I was doing by the end of Monday’s lesson was not strictly dressage. It was more like trying to get the horse to stop skipping out of bounds on a canter circle. Read the rest of this entry »

I have had some mighty falls. I had one where my physio said that one of my vertabrae [at the top] was, in his words, a little knocked out of alignment. I had one where the bruise took two weeks to come up, it was so deep. That time I got knocked out? That was a Saturday, and I was back on Tuesday.

Today is Tuesday, but I am at home blogging because I pulled a muscle in my left calf. Read the rest of this entry »

So my Monday instructor thinks I can manage the dressage test that’s coming up at Festina at the end of May, and that I should compete.

I ask: ‘Do I have to get the clothes? I haven’t got the clothes.’

She didn’t think so, but then I thought, What am I thinking??? — I am so going shopping! Read the rest of this entry »


Eight years on from my first ever riding lesson, these posts are still wandering round and round, a figure of eight starting with today, probably, and yesterday, definitely. It's the antithesis of how I usually do things, but... that's horses for ya.

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