Yada, yada, yada... I've heard it all by now and don't know if I can continue to listen... So, you hit a tree, got hurt, spent a bunch of months in pain, then got better, then horse fell on you while hunting, then you got really freaked out in kind of a PTSD way, then you sought help from some experts, went way back to cross rails, then got a bit better, then even more better... so much better that you competed and was winning til your pony spooked at a crappy little jump and you fell off, then you scratched your next event 'cause you knew you couldn't get it done and then everyone and their mother told you to sell your horse and get something easier... until you couldn't take it any more.
|Beauty is everywhere (even if that's a stain on her neck)|
Hey, that's my story and I believe that's my judgemental/impatient brain that's yada, yada, yada-ing itself. Wait, isn't the story interesting anymore? What? You mean we're over it? Are you saying we're normal again?
Well? Let's just say I'm back to being totally and completely Abby Normal. Truth be told, I was never a Take-no-prisoners and Let-me-at-um kind of Eventer. I am the... I-love-this-sport-and-when-I-leave-the-start-box-something-kicks-in-and-I-breathe-fire kind of Eventer.
I'm entered at Town Hill Horse Trials on Sept 2... just Beginner Novice. My ego has healed and although my dreams/goals haven't changed, my trainer(s) finally made sense... "Drop the calendar and just ride!"
I have but one goal for Town Hill and that is to complete. Four years ago, with Dressage Buddy in tow, I competed there without a trainer. Sugar was spooking and spinning at scary stuff with me and winning with Eventing Trainer. I didn't care... It was an adventure and I was game. We ended that weekend with two stops on XC - one a spook and the other rider error. We completed and that was enough.
Completing will be enough and if I really want to spice it up... I will have fun! Just sayin'
There is much to be grateful for... A galloping romp with the Pink Pony and her person, two amazing and fulfilling dressage lessons with the fabulous Niall Quirk (who thinks Sugar is pretty special in the unique talented way) and one incredible jumping lesson with the Eventing Trainer. It was a week of friends - new and old... even met one of the best horse bloggers out there...
I may have judged others in my Lucky Lucky You! post, but for the record... I consider myself most fortunate that I can enjoy all these wonders even if the path was painful sometimes. I guess, the pleasures are just that much more intense because of it... I am grateful for it all!
I may not be particularly brave... but I do like to think of myself as "special", if you know what I mean...
ONE OF THE BEST MOVIES EVAH!