The longe whip laying in the middle of the arena, the one we'd passed by at least half a dozen times already........ turned into a scary horse eating monster! Oh no!!!!
Gotta love it when a spook turns into you pitching forward and your heel abruptly brushes the rear cinch of a western saddle, which in turn makes your horse all of a sudden know exactly how to side pass perfectly when he usually refuses to even attempt it while you are riding............
Yep. Ate. Dirt.
And nobody saw it! Lol. By the time my bf was coming into the arena I was already on my feet and saying 'honey, can you catch Texas please?' as Texas is ambling towards the arena door all 'ok, i'm a lesson pony and it's time for my oats', hahaha!
I'm fine. Going to have a bruise on my cheek where my face hit his neck and the rein as I was coming forward/down. A bruise on my thigh and one on my calf. Deciding to ride in my western saddle probably slowed me down a bit coming off him as opposed to the dressage saddle I normally ride in.
I was laughing my tookus off. I knew I hadn't had enough spills yet in my riding life yet, as I could probably count on both hands with fingers left over the number of times i've fallen since 1991 when I started riding. I was due for another, lol. And got right back on, no excuses, no broken bones to keep me grounded.
Just thought i'd share my bit of amusement this weekend. It sure amused me!