So I’ve been at a new barn about, I don’t know, just under 2 years. First on lesson horses, then on a horse we leased off a photo and a video in October for me to start moving up again. He’s huge - maybe bigger than they let on - probably 17.2 and change and not narrow.
But he’s a good boy, young, cute, and I SO wanted it to work. I had a rough winter, aggravated my back again, had some Crohn’s issues, but thought I had it together. Planned our first show together in April, doing the low adults at 2’6”. Planned on trainer showing in the open stuff, then me taking my turn.
As the show approached, I didn’t feel ready. Sometimes we’d jump a course and I’d say “we have it!” and other days it was so challenging. Sometimes in scary ways, because - well did I mention 17.2+ and I’m 5’ tall and about 125 lbs? And although young, somewhere along the line this horse has figured out he’s big and he uses that.
But I’m stubborn and also maybe too willing to push hard because my goal has always been to be able to ride lots of different types of horses well.
Day 1 trainer rides went great. Day 2 trainer rides went great, so I did the 2nd round and THAT went great - even with a big looking 2’6” and forward lines, with it being “pro day.”
Day 3 it rained and we were in a different ring in the back. It was bad. It was muddy, I was scared, and I couldn’t get him out of the lines going away from the gate. Trainer got on after and schooled him, confirmed that wasn’t my fault.
Day 4 we were back in the “big” ring, and round 1 I chipped out of a line, but round 2 I killed it and even had a blue ribbon out of 8 horses! Day 5 - rained again but I got around round 1 for a 4th / 8. Round 2 - I don’t actually remember what happened. I lost a stirrup coming out of a line, but got it back and thought I was lined up for a great distance to the next line. All I remember is the takeoff, then “BANG” as my air vest went off, and the next thing I remember is trainers, medic, and husband standing over me and getting my air vest off. And being very wet and muddy.
Somehow I made it back to my camper, rinsed off, and then promptly went into shock. After heated blankets and hydration I was ok - ish, and we headed to urgent care. X-rays show I broke my tailbone, and but for that air vest I would have done my ribs and probably pelvis, too. PT checked me out the next day, and my pelvis is all compressed in there and the nerves got shocked, but it’s going to heal up ok. THEN I saw my GI and he’s all “oh yeah your Crohn’s is in remission but we need to fix a structure” (like a narrow spot in my intestine) so you’re out of riding for a bit.
So, now I’m freaking out about really telling my trainer all this and needing to send lease horse back, and I did, and…it didn’t go well. You hunter vets can imagine I’m sure.
I’m sore and bruised and stressed out. Obviously taking a break to heal … but then … what? Horses are a huge part of my identity. I tried another discipline and not jumping and I didn’t really enjoy it. I’ve also realized I’m priced out of even owning a hunter here - barns are like $2100-3000/ month for full care and my barn now requires 4 shows / year, and they only do A shows, no local or outreach.
I have an 8 year old on ski race team, so that’s kind of out.
You guys remember Polly the super mare? I need another one of those. A young, green horse that jumps cute and doesn’t do anything crazy…that I can actually get my leg around. So like 15-16h.
I became friends and rode with a local eventing trainer who is AMAZING - so chill, no show pressure, was making me a safer rider. Maybe that’s what I need after my break.
On here and in other groups, I’ve been told eventing world has a lot more DIY adults, that support each other, and there are levels around 3’ or under that aren’t scary.
So … what’s a broken, working mom, hunter princess to do?
I use that term kind of jokingly, while I love having groom help I don’t mind a challenging ride or working hard. I just would like to not wake up in the mud again.
Since I started riding in 2002 or so, I have never come off at a show, and never been knocked out, and never been this scared.
But for that air vest …. it would have been bad.
Horses, being a rider - that is a HUGE part of my identity. I’m just going to go be “ski mom” and ski with my kiddo for a winter, but I’m looking at next spring …