So Bean? Not going to be a long term event horse for me.
I like her, but I just don't have fun on her. We had an awesome dressage test and still only got a 41.5. For reference, that's Penny's best score. We got several 7s, enter working trot, working canter left lead, trot down center line, halt salute. Our best comments are "prompt" though my favorite is "frolicking"
Stadium.... well, I have to cut the mare some slack. We've never jumped more than one fence in a row and she did jump all the things. However, she jumps me out of the tack every freaking time and I lost my stirrup on fence 2 and never was able to regain it, so I did the rest of the course (through 8) with one stirrup. We had too slow faults, there was no way I could rock that course with one stirrup with a horse that jumps that big. The Taskmaster swears she doesn't over jump. I dunno... sure feels like it. She is 16.2 though and no matter how you look at it she's going to be a different jump than Penny.
I am really bummed about the time faults. We were in 3rd, now we're in 5th/last. I so didn't want to be last, but at least this time last will give me a pink ribbon. I've quite wanted one of those.
In other, even more horrible news, Meatball cut a foot long gash out of his leg to the bone.
A Note About This Blog
I used to be a writer. Unpublished, but a writer just the same. I have several 100,000 word novels sitting on my hard drive. Then I fell off a horse and got a concussion that scrambled my brains really good (yes, I was wearing a helmet.) After that forming a written sentence was very difficult for quite some time. It's still difficult, but at least now generally the sentence structure isn't egregiously flawed. Verbally and written wrong words pop in, I switch words around, and sometimes I make no sense at all. It isn't because I don't have knowledge of grammar and punctuation, but my brain simply can't do it sometimes. Reading this blog you're accepting that there's going to be things that look like typos or make no sense. It's not because I don't proofread, it's because my damaged brain doesn't see what's wrong. I try my best, but things will slip through. I don't need them pointed out, I know they're there, but if I continued to worry about them I wouldn't write at all. I didn't for quite some time. It's painful as a past master of words to use them so badly, but fortunately the words don't seem to mind.
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