This week has been rather interesting. Just as I thought I might be able to start riding again I had a coughing fit and pulled a whole new set of muscles in my side. I literally couldn’t stand upright. The muscles are healing now but the cough is still here and I am still not on the ponies.
It sounds a bit pathetic to let a cough stop me riding but if I had a coughing fit on Galahad he would throw a fit of his own and I would have no chance of stopping him. The trouble is that I can see the ponies gaining weight and that is definitely a bad thing.
I have decided to give in to the inevitable and send them to my riding instructor for a few weeks. They were due to go soon anyway for their annual back and teeth checks and this way they will at least be getting some exercise. We have put a lot of work into keeping them trim and I don’t want it all to go to waste!
I will also be taking a bit of a break from blogging – just until I am back in the saddle. Surely it won’t be that long now!
The ponies are having an impromptu holiday.
I mentioned last week that I had been unwell – I am not really any better and now I have pulled the muscles down one side as well. All in all I’m feeling a bit fragile and sitting on a pony just seems a bit dangerous at the moment.
That doesn’t often stop me but you can tell I’m not feeling great – the ponies haven’t been ridden for a week. That is a very rare occurrence and it is rather odd. On the bright side, I’m sure they are loving their time off!
On a side note, yes Galahad should be wearing a fly mask too. As he so often does he had pulled it off right at the far end of the field. Such is life.
It turns out that it is not just the horses on a yard which can be dangerous. Danger can hide in the most unexpected of places.
Yesterday morning I was opening Galahad’s stable door and probably thinking more about Cookster behind me than about what I was doing. After all, how hard is it to open a door? Quite hard apparently – I opened it straight into my face and now I have a lovely lump on my forehead. It was painful!
The ponies had a day off today which meant I was a little late going out to see them this morning. They were pleased to see me and I felt very loved. It doesn’t matter that it was probably all cupboard love!