Today my mom decides that we're all going to wear mouthguards and eventing vests whenever we ride. I was astounded. Was she kidding?! No, she was dead serious and stubborn about me not riding if I wasn't going to honour her requests to wear an eventing vest and mouthguard whenever I ride.
I told her I was willing to talk rationally with her about this if she agreed to look at this open-mindedly. She said she'd heard about someone who played polo with her boyfriend who'd broken her arm playing, and another girl had gotten four of her teeth kicked out by a horse. How does an eventing vest protect your arms?! I know how to fall, which considerably raises my chances of getting away unscathed. Am I going to have to wear a mouthguard whenever I step outside, too, because a horse could break loose, run to the front porch, and kick me in the face?
I told her when I eventually do cross country on my TB, I will wear an eventing vest and maybe a mouthguard. But trail riding on horses I know?! Practicing dressage? I would trust my one gelding to carry my butt through a thunderstorm bareback and bridleless, with me sitting backwards and blindfolded! I realize all horses are unpredictable and anything can happen, but I still think her request is completely unrealistic. She wants me to wear an eventing vest and mouth guard when I'm riding around the yard or on our trails. I just don't get it....if I'm wrapped up in bubble wrap, what fun is there in riding?! I can't talk to friends while I ride if our mouths are stuffed with rubber. I hate the taste of rubber. The smell of new stall mats makes me puke.
She's then grasping at straws, bringing up the scenerios of the two aforementioned people. She tells me my mare's trainer used to wear a mouthguard when she rode. My trainer? She was a steeplechase jockey in England. Do you think she wears one now, when she's retraining fresh OTTBs?
Ugh. Am I beiung irrational?