Well, I tried the Antares last Saturday and it was definitely not the right saddle for me. The twist was too wide and it sat low in the front just like the pessoa did. The difference was that the wider twist caused me to get bruises on my inner thighs. Seriously painful. So, I kept the Spooner. I wish it came in a forward flap version, then it would be absolutely perfect for me. Better than paying over $5000 for custom though.
I just love the position it puts me in and I finally have brakes! I think we can start working on my position and getting it right especially over fences.
Yesterdays lesson was great. We were really happy with how I was getting better at not slouching and collapsing over the fence and I worked really hard at not succumbing to the draw to the long spot. (Both Jack and I really love the long spot). I also rode Steve and that went well.
Then today Jack was off again on his left front. Not the entire time just sort of randomly. I'm afraid that the bone chip may be rearing it's ugly head. We are going to have the farrier check his feet to see if he is foot sore at all (he was when I bought him so we put front shoes on him and that seemed to solve it at the time). If that doesn't show anything then I'm afraid we will have to do xrays to see if the bone chip has moved and it might have to come out. Yay! Another $2000 by the time that's all done and Jack would have to be on stall rest for at least 6 weeks. I think it's stupid to keep him at Chestnut Hill for recovery so I will have to move him to a cheaper barn for the time being. Also means a lot less riding for me which really sucks because I was just starting to get back into it.
Also found out that my dog, Barry, has a heart murmur that wasn't there 3 months ago. He's a rescue but we think he's about 12 years old so I guess this is what happens sometimes in older dogs but I'm still kind of devastated by it. I know that it doesn't necessarily mean that he's on borrowed time or anything but it's the first thing that has come up with him that really confirms that he's getting old. I guess with my Mom's dog freshly laid to rest, it just seems all the more sobering to me.