Four days ago, My 64 yr old friend/trainer came over to give me a lesson. She's been giving me a lesson in exchange for two days of work for the past few weeks. I mostly have been walk, trot, and doing some obstical work to get me to be able to push him away from me at w/t, go over poles, fool with gates, back up, ride with my legs and not my hands, and posture work.
Well for a fun activity at the end of each lesson, I would w/t the cones which are in a triangle. I am basically barel racing turtle style with cones.
She stopped me when I came back from a trotting race after my lesson and said " Hey! Ever cantered before? No? Go in head I'll watch you. "
Now...Earlier that day My usual horse, Yoda, who has a weight problem was coughing alot. So I pulled in Jeb our Morgan mutt who has more go than mister slower than H$ll yodda and tacked him up. Jeb's a fun horse to ride. He has a fast walk, fluid trot, but has a problem with not wanting to do something or being fearful over something. Also...His saddle is weird. Both saddles we have for the boys are treeless and fit great but jebs slips when you put weight into the stirrup even when the girth is extremely tight. I'm a big girl so I also have a factor to it.
Yet that day was amazing! I did walk/trot, picked up stuff, opened gates, you name it. The canter is where everything went down hill. Remember when I told you his saddle slips when I hop in?...Yup you guessed it. First cone a canter my foot hits the bright yellow object. Jeb, like a dumb ass, shys left, I go right. I don't remember much other than holding on for dear life as this 1000 lb animal is running with me between him and the fence hanging on part in a crooked saddle with my foot stuck. Life seriously flashed in front of my eyes.
What my friend told me afterward is that He spooked, obviously, at the cone and than freaked when me and the saddle fell to the side the cone had been at. It was like I was ridding the horse sideways holding onto his mane as he galloped around the arena with a few all four feet in the air bucks to make things more interesting. I ended up somehow pulling my fat but back up...saddle and all
Super Human strength from adrenaline?!?!?!
I didn't fall off or get hurt but my arms and ankle hurt like heck the next morning. I really don't know how I didn't die or fall off. I can't even do a pull up yet I could pull myself up like that on a out of control galloping horse? Wth? Lol
So someone explain to me How did I not fall off? I must have some angels watching me or maybe their my ferret boys monster and dingo watching over their mummy? ^.^