Yeah, guys, that's literally it.
Win ribbons? Yes. #slayallday? Also yes.
But I want to sit the trot more than anything because A) I suck at posting in general, and B) I want my right leg to stop hurting so very badly.
|the same look i give opie every time i fall off of him at the|
end of a ride and roll around on the ground in agony
I've had my saddle checked, I've had the horse checked, I've had BM stand in front of and behind me as we go around. We've talked shims, girth tightness, more saddle fit, more horse fit.
I'm not a naturally crooked rider. I have a lot of bad riding habits, but sitting straight in the saddle has never been one of them. But something was clearly going on somewhere as I've never had to stop in the middle of a lesson to stretch my leg because I couldn't push through the pain for one more step.
I didn't ride all weekend, my leg got a break, and I got back on Monday with a pad from BM that she uses to help hold her saddle in place on her very wide, round horse. Opie was LIT. Horses were galloping around in the ring before we went in, everyone in the barn was throwing a screaming tantrum because they were locked inside while the vet was running late, the arena doors were open, and just omg the distractions.
He eventually settled and we were able to put in some really nice canter work followed by working more at the haunches-in at the walk. My leg though? Still hurting.
|always with the side eye|
BM wanted to do a horse swap. She wanted a change from her school master, and I got to sit the trot. That was definitely more of a win for me as I actually rode rode for all of five minutes before turning my attention to what BM was up to with Opie.
I'd tried shimming up the left shoulder, but BM felt like maybe the right side was what needed it. Then changed her mind again and said the shim was doing jack shit. She felt like it was all mechanically coming from how Opie was using himself--or not using himself.
I'm not going to attempt to explain what moving parts were doing what they were supposed to and which ones weren't because I'm not any good at that sort of thing, but the moral of the story is that Opie needs to bring his haunches in a bit more to track up correctly/be a straight horse and use his back better. Oh, and if he could just stretch his fucking neck already that'd be great.
|secret and i being the best at supervising|
She eventually got off to let me get on and immediately commented on how bad her right leg hurt. Welcome to the Riding Opie Club. #pegleg
She'd been riding Opie at a slow jog which is what I went back to...which means I got to sit the trot! The goal was to get Opie to slow down, think about his feet, think about his balance, and think about how you're a horse and horses have to hold themselves up, saddest story of the day.
It was a little rough, but for the first time he let me actually sit on him, and I quit with him really lifting and rounding his back without splatting on his face and getting heavy. And when I got off? My fucking leg didn't hurt. So that's something we're going to have to explore further. I'm glad BM got the chance to sit on him and feel what I was feeling before our next lesson. Hopefully the leg pain will soon be a thing of the past.
|i've realized owning a grey horse may be for me after all.|
there's nothing i love more than obsessively grooming and cleaning
my horse (and all his things). this tail makes me so happy.
A well-timed farrier appointment tomorrow morning will give Opie the day off.
He did finally get his teeth done yesterday. His bottom teeth were pretty sharp, and while I haven't run into an instance to test out if it will make a different under saddle, he finished his breakfast in half the time it had been taking him. Yay, new teeth!
He also got his first treatment for the aural plaques in his ears which is supposed to irritate them, so a day off for that isn't the worst thing.
Poor Dopes. All the treatments all at once! He gets his final round of stabbies the second week of April, and then he should officially be done being traumatized with vet and dental care just in time to be traumatized by show season starting.