I found out, or maybe confirmed, that I tore up my right ankle again. That was Wednesday afternoon. Thursday night I was at a show, with 2 ponies going in the ring. I showed the pleasure pony with the walking boot on, no problem. I swapped out the walking boot for a brace & regular boot for the road pony class. That one was a little .
The really amazing thing was that both of them stood for me to get in. Standing is no big deal for the pleasure pony, but she usually hops & skips for a minute or two when first starts out. Nothing. She was perfect.
The road pony is a road pony. He can be a pistol. Trainer is a little more agile than I am, so he usually hops in (key word is hops) in for a quick trip then we swap. Little guy stood like a statue when we hooked. Trainer & I looked at each other - huh? I quietly took the lines and threw my leg in, then the other. Then pony casually walks off. WTF?
I finished the weekend with 2 blues, a red and a yellow. I canāt post pictures yet. We are at the mercy of the show photographer. Three of us were showing 3 horses in the same session. None of us got pictures, none of us had time to get pictures. Yesterday there was one class between the pleasure pony and the road pony stake. Pictures were not a priority.
I did wimp out yesterday and Trainer showed the road pony. I need to wear the boot and I didnāt have time to figure out how to wedge it in the corner of the bike. Iāll be in this thing for weeks, weāll figure it out, but not yesterday.