Swear to god, universe is saying I’m not allowed to sign up for any clinics this spring.
Back has been feeling good, have gotten some good rides in. So I put in a low (2’) jump schooling day with my giant horse. And popped a tendon out of place in my ankle in mid-air to land on. Pretty sure its the peroneal tendon.
Cue the voluminous swearing, dismounting and limping back to the house on crutches.
Damn thing is still popping around intermittently, though not as severely. I can at least walk on it now. Looks like I’m grounded again until I can get the inflammation out, and riding in my ankle supports from here out.
If I was a horse, I’d have been shot a long time ago