Having a horse stand on you either being a delinquent brat or jumping on you terrified when expecting you to save them. Injuries will range from the standard ‘oh my f**king god it hurts’ bruised foot to broken toes. Losing a toe nail thanks to the above and spending at least one season unableContinue reading “Horse Related Injuries that are Practically a Rite of Passage”
I have a photo at home of me on a horse. I was about sixteen and I was riding the big kind mare who I never owned but who the thought of spending time with twice a week got me through the stress of my leaving cert year. I am sat on her back withoutContinue reading “We Can’t Do This Anymore”
“You see what it is, I see what it was” I was having a whinge about the horse not going well one day. My coach said this to me and I thought it was a very eloquent way of reminding me of how far I had come when I was lamenting how far I had still to go.Continue reading “The Best Thing I Never Said”
That surge in horse power just before a massive buck. Realising your phone has just slipped out of your pocket. Realising this and hearing a splash or a crunch.
Back on Easter bank holiday weekend I attended a dressage clinic at Toberton Lodge. Now you are probably thinking sure that’s a good while ago, and it is but I figured it made sense to work on what we covered and see how it went before I wrote about it. Our clinic was with IrelandsContinue reading “A Dressage Clinic with a London 2012 Champion”
Ever thought ‘no one ever wins those competitions on Facebook’? I used to think that too. I was wrong. People win – I won! Most recently I won a fantastic prize of a two day trip to Crossogue Equestrian near Thurles in Co. Tipperary in Ireland. My trip included two nights stay, meals and fourContinue reading “Enjoying Cross Country and Home Cooked Cuisine at Crossogue”
We have all been there….those days where you consider taking up an indoor hobby that only involves inanimate objects….. This was me, not one of my finest moments. Miraculously we didn’t part company as the horse was a gent and lifted his head up and waited for me to cop myself on.
“What’s the difference between a horse and a pony” I’m serious, two colleagues in my office job conference called me one day to ask me to answer this in order to settle an argument between them. Turns out they were both wrong, go figure. “Aren’t they dangerous?” I’m dangerous