|Artistic interpretation of today's happiness levels - courtesy of Pixabay|
It feels like YEARS since I bit the dirt on Monday. The worst thing about falling off is thinking, wondering, chewing over what might happen the next time you get on. Will it happen again? Will you be able to do anything different?
I was at work Tuesday and Wednesday which gave me ample time to stew over it and this morning was taken over by a non-optional appointment so this afternoon was the first opportunity to take the bull by the horns so to speak.
Zed has been nuts for the past week. Very alert, very sharp and spooky which is not usual for him. I arrived at the yard to find my fall had set a trend for the week with two fellow liveries meeting a similar fate and other horses feeling a bit strung out so a safe assumption is that the grass is changing and becoming full of nutrients (or naughtients? I'm hilarious, I know...).
I caught him in and he was still shivering and spooking at things so I chucked some probiotic in his feed and half a gastric paste tube which has things like magnesium in it. I was hoping it might have some slight calming affect but I wasn't prepared for Zed to fall asleep! Obviously it did the trick as he seemed way less wired.
I gave him a groom and a massage then long-lined him in one end of the school while another horse was lunged at the other end. He was alert but fine and only got a little ruffled when his friend left but I think that is to be expected.
Then we lunged for 5 minutes in case he fancied a bronc and then I realised if I was ever planning to get on, now was the time. My instructor kindly legged me on and led him around for a few minutes and then we went solo.
Sidenote- I had my back protector on this time and kept my reins shorter to stop him getting his head down - gotta stack the odds in your favour. I also had my heels way, way down. I like to think this was sensible rather than paranoid. Maybe it was both.
We only did a few minutes but he was good. Forward, and no nonsense. I was very pleased and gave him a massive fuss afterwards. Relieved is not the word - I love this pony and I don't want to fail him or turn him into a nightmare.
Overall I feel much happier and plan to ride again tomorrow and keep up the gastric paste as it made a noticeable difference. Also, most of his shaggy coat is gone now and I think he's going to look glorious. Come on Spring! Get your ass here so we can do photoshoots!
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