Confession of a Timid Rider: It’s not easy coming back from a bad fall.
Who could blame me for being rigid in the saddle after three weeks bed rest due to severely bruised ribs? I don’t. Delight is a large horse after all, and I landed ribs first on the packed earth coming around a corner. WHAM! That will teach me to be too far forward coming uphill at the canter. I’m still cleaning the dirt out of my field boots.
After endless weeks of anti-inflammatory medication, ice packs, and sleeping upright I finally made it back to the barn! I experienced zero anxiety, which for me was a miracle. This was the first time I’d ever really been injured in a fall. And let’s be honest, I’m almost 40. I don’t bounce back like I used to do.
But I was extremely proud of myself because coming back to the barn I experienced only excitement! Lifting my saddle was a bit interesting, especially onto the handsomely tall thoroughbred of my heart. If I thought he would miss me and show me some nice manners while being saddled, well I hoped for too much. Still, he was his best possible self. Stomping feet, ears pinned, and a tail swishing me in the face in case I didn’t get the point.
I missed this OTTB and his attitude. What can I say? I’m a glutton for a sassy horse.
What I did not expect was the serious lack of grace on my part. It’s only been three weeks out of the saddle! But it feels like a lifetime. I’m seriously out of shape. Even mounting up was interesting with my right side still healing.
I underestimated how much I actually do on a daily basis between riding and providing sports massage to my horse and dog clients. During my time out of the saddle it’s like my body forgot how to sit properly. I felt completely unbalanced.
All in all, the first ride back wasn’t too bad. Simple walk/ trot transitions and figure 8’s. Delight can be a bit pokey and trying to get him to move off my leg was a lot of work for me. I was sweating after only a few moments. I know I need to give myself a break and give myself some time. After all, I’m still sore and do not have the capacity to canter as yet with Delight. He’s on his forehand a lot as it is and needs lifting, especially in the corners. All things considered we did pretty good the first ride back.
I missed giving Delight an after workout bath and hand graze, so it was lovely to catch up in the sunset.
Sadly, I’m about 5 pounds heavier. Tighter through my hips and thighs and very tense. Perhaps I could do with a good lunging myself.
Treadmill, here I come!