Tuesday, July 19, 2011

THE ANGRY MARE ON STALL REST


The tales of Sug's diva moments are long and well told.  She is an amazingly athletic girl who sometimes does not wanna, isn't in the mood or is hunting for naughtiness.  Ah, when things are not going her way, she is quite expressive in her ability to communicate her displeasure.  She is the Angry Mare who, for the most part, is a Good Girl!

Helloooooo....
So, are we attracted to "like personalities" or do we make them?  Seriously, haven't you found yourself just once in a while pointing out those attributes most like yours?  "Oh, Dobbin doesn't like to compete in the heat (like dressage) and neither do I."  Dogs, cats, horses, our mates, friends...  Like attracts Like.

I have been on Stall Rest for three weeks now and I am displeased!  The first week, I was too hurt, sick and a bit drugged up to care.  Lying inside was good and I was too tired to do anything any way.  Week two, I spent time looking outside, moving slowly around and regaining more bits of normalcy. 

Uh, the purpose of this lil' post is to be happy, hopeful and perhaps grateful that I am feeling better.  The pain is tolerable with regular dosing of ibuprofen.  I am alert and my energy level is so much better...  So, that is the happy, healthy and "grateful" part. 


Three weeks on Stall Rest?  I'm pacing, unsettled, restless and if I could, I would start cribbing.  Really,  just sick and tired of being still and careful.  Events are Opening and Entry Status' are being posted.  My name is not there and I feel the loss.  I know I'm not alone.  More than just a few of my fellow riders are out for the season because of horse injuries - a greater pain than my own.  It's still a loss... and apparently, I'm not taking it well...

Life's lessons have meaning...  I truly know that to be true.  My quest to know what that message is intense but its the needing to know NOW that is the stuff that causes pain.  Not physical... that would be cured with another ibuprofen.  My pain is that of impatience and a lil' bit of intolerance ...  maybe, just maybe a sprinkling of ego. 

So, like Sugar, I don't mean to be naughty.  I don't mean to be angry and frustrated.  I send my apologies out to the Universe.  Really, I am a Good Girl...  Really I am....


5 comments:

Barbara said...

Can't blame you - try not to crib, it is a hard habit to break.

eventer79 said...

OMG, I think you wrote this about me, LOL! I have to avert my eyes from the countertop so I don't start windsucking in the evenings... If only staring at Solo's ass made it get better....

SprinklerBandit said...

And it gets worse!! The better I feel, the more antsy I am about not riding. It's killer.

Hang in there. Maybe there's a light at the end of the tunnel.

SallymetHarryHorse said...

love your blog! love your mare!

Fran Jurga said...

That's great, I love the way you write! So glad the blog carnival helped me discover your blog!