Missing Time

Between traveling for horse shows, and lessons rearranging, I was able to snag rides on the big red lesson horse last week.  He doesn’t do a ton over the weekend, so trainer offered me the chance to get some badly needed rides in.

Big red could care less if I show up or not, but both of us could really use the fitness.  Okay, mainly me.

Pictured: one very excited to see me big red horse.  I’m lying.  

Since my riding experiences lately are largely tied to riding lessons, there is always a critique or request from trainer to focus on.  Riding on my own is a bit foreign now, and while I love any part of being in the saddle, what I found I miss the most are the times in-between training.

I miss the cool out sessions, where you wander aimlessly around the ring chatting with other riders.  Or perhaps the break between gaits, where I am walked to the center of the ring and BRH (big red horse) parks himself and prays I get off and be done.  I miss taking as long as I want to clean and chat with other riders around our tack.  Or having the chance to watch friends ride before or after me.

Special appearance by indoor turnout horse slobber on mirrors.  

I really enjoyed just being able to be a usual customer at the barn.  Recently I’ve been very aware of how long it’s been since I have been an owner.  I knew upon selling O that the disconnect from the social aspect would be just as rough on me as the lost riding time.

Anyway, maybe it’s being horseless, maybe it’s being a mom, but it’s something I miss far more than the shows.  I would never trade my hectic schedule and life, but I’ve accepted that on my path there will be times where I miss out on things.  This is why I am so thankful for the extra rides offered to me on big patient red horses, so that I can soak in a bit more of those moments.

Who else finds themselves missing the little moments, the in-betweens, more than actual training when they are horseless?  I can’t be the one.

 

Cherish Your Rides

I don’t talk a lot about other horses at my stable, even the ones I interact with a lot, just because their owners didn’t ask me to, and I don’t feel the need to drag them into my little piece of blogland.  Except for one.  I dragged one in.  Because she was special, and she belongs to my best friend.

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She’s the closest thing O has ever had to a best friend.  That’s probably because they are both super opinioned mares, and no one else wants to deal with them.  But it’s still cute.

On April 27th, Honey started exhibiting very unusual and extreme symptoms out of nowhere; she struggled to stand, had fluid leaking from her ears, and held her pretty face with a tilt.  With neurological issues raising flags all over the place, our vets banded together to come up with a very aggressive plan.  While she improved and could leave her stall for hand walks within a week, things didn’t keep getting better.  She fell one day, with my friend leading her.  And then again, and again.

She started to shake in fear of things that she saw every day.  To look in her eyes, was to know that she didn’t recognize or understand what was happening to her.  They battled for almost a month, but yesterday my friend made the call she hoped she’d never have to.

Perfect together.

Perfect together.

Honey will no longer be in pain, or fear of what is happening.  She will be at peace, racing across the fields like she loved to do.  Even just a day or two ago, somehow through it all, she still recognized O, and they would wicker and snuffle at each other with the stall between them.  Maybe it was their way of saying goodbye too.

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Honey just turned 10 years old.  She was a Thoroughbred with a gorgeous face, a tricky right lead, race wins under her belt, a super cute jump, and a heart of gold.  She carried my friend through her pregnancy, recovery and was a true part of their family.

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She will be missed terribly.  The only words my friend wanted to leave here was the simple reminder, always, always cherish your rides, you don’t know when they will be your last.

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Life With Less Horse Time

This past month or so of having less riding and horse orientated time either from us trying to give O a bit of a mental/physical break.  And let me tell you.  It’s really weird.

Cutest girl.

Cutest girl.

Sometimes I have wondered, which I hope is normal, how much more time I’d have if I wasn’t involved with horses.  Would I have another less stressful-expensive-timely hobby?  Would I be a better wife or friend?  Would I actually have time to clean my poor house?

Pretty sure I can give a resounding ‘nope’ to all of those.  What I’ve done with my extra time…bought horse stuff, researched horse stuff, thought about my horse, stared at my horse, talked to my husband about my horse, and blatantly ignored my house.

So we can work on my crazy wrists and our upward transitions more.

So we can work on my crazy wrists and our upward transitions more.

While in some ways I appreciate having a little extra time to myself, but more than anything I miss the horse time.  I am really hoping we get the official ‘all clear’ this week so she can start getting back into work.  God knows I’m not getting any cleaning done.

Quality Grazing

Last night it felt great to ride my friend’s horse again! She was quiet, responsive and sweet. Also, it felt great just to ride anything!

While Miss Grey Horse cooled out and got her dinner, O and I spent some quality time grazing, and wandering around.

I have definitely learned from the chiro about some unusal signs (AKA things I didn’t know) of her ouchy hips. For example…

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The chiro says that she tends to stand like this (all the time I feel like) because she is protecting the left side of her body. While the other side takes the blunt of her weight. Interesting!

In other news-we have officially moved into the “fat as a cow” stage and have no neck or top line. I guess a month off will do that to you. Especially when it happens so much.

Pedicure for O tomorrow, so excited to see if that makes her feel a little better!!