Life after Lame

I’m sure many of us have been there. You’re riding and something feels wrong. Are you pulling on the reins too much? Is your seat not right? Are you out of balance? I naturally go to what I’m doing wrong (which is the usual suspect), but this time, it was Chance’s leg that gave out.

Chance is my steady Eddie…the Golden Retriever of horses; forever an ambassador for the equine species to kids and adult beginners and husbands alike. To see him out of action breaks my heart. His gait was never completely even, but this seems different, like we won’t ever do that training level dressage class we were working towards.

Chance has a bad stifle (the rescue where I adopted him said it was because of an injury as a colt…we’ll never know for sure). There seems to be quite a bit of arthritis in the joint, and it’s basically taken all summer to for him to feel up to trotting at a good clip for more than 20 minutes; we’ve yet to canter.

I’m left wondering if he’ll ever be back to normal, but then I think will I? My back and neck have arthritis and hurt every other day. I’ve been feeling carpal tunnel start in my wrists of late, and I have to struggle to keep off that last 5 pounds these last few years. As we age together, I’m happy to fight for every canter, trot and trail ride we have left. With enough Advil for me and bute for him, there is definitely life after lame!




Bottoming out at Topping Riding Club


Beautiful day? Check.

Beautiful location? Check.

Preparation? Done.

Horses in costume and ready to ride? Check.

My son in his squirrel costume and me with my kitty mask and ready to ride? Check.

Practice round successful? Check.

I was so excited to blog about my first Mock Hunter Pace, well…actually my first show. It was just a casual show for fun in costume at the gorgeous Topping Riding Club in Sagaponack, NY (in the Hamptons). I knew my little teammates were going to ride circles around me, but I was ready to give it my best shot. Warm up went great. Trotting away, I approach my first (low) jump. Yay! I’m balanced, feeling confident, having fun and looking ahead to all the jumps on the way. Second…third, whew, going well! Stop for the cup of water from attendant, and I’m off again. Fourth jump, eh, I’ll take this one at a canter – yay!

My cute grey mare is feeling spicy, but I have control. Until. Scary. Big. Bush. Blows. In. Wind.

And…we’re off to the races! Full gallop towards large jump (in the shape of stone wall), I decide to bail before I’m thrown over the big obstacle and land on my face. Down I go. DAMN! I was so excited to finish. DAMN! I let my team down. DAMN! My butt hurts!

As I iced my sore rear end and nursed my bruised ego with a glass of rosé, I looked around and was so proud of my little teammates! The gals of Greenlawn Equestrian (one of our other teams) took first place in the mock hunter pace 🙂 We have some pictures, but my son was in charge of the camera. He did a good job for a 7 year old, but many faces are missing. He’s the little guy in the Rigby  costume (from Cartoon Network’s Regular Show).

On the plus side, while I wait for my bottom to heal, I’ll have more time to plug into the fashion network.



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Hunter-Jumper: Hot in the Hamptons

I love their shirts - I want one for my daughter and I as well.
I love their shirts – I want one for my daughter and me.

It was an amazing day at the Hamptons Classic yesterday. It was a little crazy to go as a show virgin on Grand Prix day, but it was so worth it. The weather held out and last year’s winner, Kent Farrington, won again. This time, his mount was Zafira. It was so amazing to see such steeds soar. I was happy just getting over a low jump last week; it surely was inspirational.

I have so many pictures and stories I’m weeding through, but I thought I would get some of the more fun pictures up for everyone to see. Please forgive my celebrity pictures – I’m not exactly paparazzi, being on the shy side, so I just took silly pictures from behind the pros. I was more interested in what people were wearing and what they were eating and the HORSES, of course!

My attempt at shooting the fashionable and famous:

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Les Enfants: the Fashionable Small-Set at the show:

Oh, and thank you guys for voting on what I should wear! I have to give props to Haute Hippie for sending me my size in the Paprika Onesie in time for the classic. It was perfect: comfortable, chic and got noticed. They rock!!

More to come!



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