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 Unpublished, but a writer just the same.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.

Monday, April 14, 2014

We got to St Johns!


With the vet coming up twice a day to sedate Naners to get the medication in her eye it improved by leaps and bounds very quickly and I was able to take her to St Johns!

I was freaking out on Thursday, wondering what the heck I was doing there, holy crap we weren't going to get over any jumps, why was I doing this, etc, etc. Friday morning we did our stadium schooling round and we had maybe our nicest course to date. Fast, but nice. After that round all my anxiety just melted away and I was okay.

I'm pretty sure I got my best at an event WTC dressage test score: 37. Almost my best event dressage score. Judges comments were "hurried." Seriously. Almost every movement had that comment. I laughed because Banana was, indeed, hurried. She had her fire powered rockets on. When we were trotting in warmup all she wanted to do was canter. So, afterwards we went out to the track and trotted half of it, then walked around it another 1.5 times. She just needed the exercise. I've made a mental note that from now on I'm going on a hack before my dressage test, not after :D

Sunday did not go as well. We went into stadium warmup and her rockets were back on and I had a handful. We did a couple of warmup jumps and they weren't pretty. We went into the arena and went to the first jump... and she stopped. We jumped that one from a standstill. Onwards to #2... she stopped. Circle, went over it the second time. I rode her hard to #3 and she got over it. #4 she stopped dead about 15 feet out, staring at the pile of poles and jump standards on the side of the arena. At that point we retired. I cried as we left the arena of course. There's no way to not be disappointed when she was so good on Friday.

I can't help but wonder if I'm trying to put a square peg in a round hole. My plan is to get her some jumping training rides with a pro and go from there.

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