Yesterday Dan took Bugsy to Great Bookham Equestrian Centre to compete in a show jumping competition. I don't know where my nerves have gone...? Usually when we go somewhere I am a bag of nerves and in a total state until we're on the way home again, but yesterday I never felt a flicker. I didn't mind parking close to another trailer ( two neddies tied up near each other can sometimes lead to kicking trouble), I didn't mind holding Bugsy while she got changed (who? me? hold him? what if he runs off? or rears up? or eats some grass?), and I was supremely calm while she was warming him up, I even changed the heights of the practise jump without a care in the world.
When she entered the ring to begin the course I was idly chatting to another "Horsey Mum" and din't bat an eye - previously I would have been throwing up and simultaneously filling my pants!
As she jumped the course I was able to watch with both eyes open, and whatsmore I was able to appreciate the technical ability that they both showed!!! Amazing!!
She didn't win unfortunately - but hey, no matter, because I was cool!!!
So, Saturday I managed to hack out my horse, and then this yesterday....has someone switched my medication?
I can't quite understand it
Have you walked down the tow-path at Walton? The Weir's a reasonable pub, although the one before that (can't remember the name) is, despite it's rather fancy appearance, the grottiest dive. Then the Minnow in the opposite direction is really pretty nice. Not sure where you'd tie up the horse, mind.
ReplyDeleteHave you walked down the tow-path at Walton? The Weir's a reasonable pub, although the one before that (can't remember the name) is, despite it's rather fancy appearance, the grottiest dive. Then the Minnow in the opposite direction is really pretty nice. Not sure where you'd tie up the horse, mind.
ReplyDeleteMaybe you have finally lost your last bit of humanity. ;-)
ReplyDeleteMaybe you have finally lost your last bit of humanity. ;-)
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