Kind of feeling sorry for myself for a moment, so if that is going to bother you, please skip to someone else’s post.
Took my little Arab mare to a little hunter show yesterday as there was a spot in the trailer and she needs to relax at shows. We did the 3" hunters (also called the poles class, but I think 3" hunters sounds better). It was awesome, and I think once she realized the scary roll top and lattice in the warm up ring had nothing to do with her day, everything else was no problem, and hopefully it will give her more confidence at dressage shows.
It made me realize though, that I totally miss jumping. But I can’t do it anymore other than the occasional cross pole to start a horse over fences or such. Even the little 3" hunters in my dressage saddle left me having issues walking today. Two point = no good.
So I should really sell my good jumping saddle. I love that saddle…but I have ridden in it ONCE this year. I was hoping it would fit my three year old because it is awesomely grippy, but not even close. I doubt I will buy another horse other than maybe lesson horses, and this saddle is too nice for a lesson saddle (it makes me sad when people scuff the leather).
So how did you accept having to make changes/cut back/give up doing some things? It seems like such a petty/spoiled thing to be upset about, but yet, here I am. I feel like selling that saddle will be closing that door…even though really, the door is already booby trapped with live alligators so it probably should be closed.