Hey everyone!
Had my weekly lesson this morning. Was put on a horse I don't ride as often as my regular guy, but still really enjoy. He bites (we're working it out), he's got a little bit of an attitude, and he bruised my foot something fierce a couple months ago when I didn't move away fast enough.
So I tack him up, dodge the teeth, mount, and then adjust my stirrups from the saddle. This was maybe the second time I've done it from the saddle, but felt pretty good about it. I'm working on two point right now and my trainer had me try some half seat all in a trot. So I'm feeling my balance, letting go of the mane as much as I can, when I start being able to hold myself in proper position for a few steps. So cool! And then I feel myself sliding right. In a brief moment, I thought my saddle fell off. I'm falling, between horse and wall. Well ****.
Because it was a fairly slow fall, I managed to twist myself around and fall gracefully on my butt/back. I had a moment of relief when I realized I was totally fine and then felt intense pressure on my hand. Again, I hadn't moved away fast enough from this horse's feet! I don't want to pull my hand, but he eventually moves off and my hand is already swollen. I can't make a fist. Trainer and the other student come over asking what the hell happened. They thought my horse took off. He hadn't. He was actually pretty good today. He even stopped when I fell off to stare at me. I look up: saddle is still firmly attached to horse. I look over: stirrup is on the ground. It's not broken. It bloody slipped off the clip. 100% my fault.
While I could absolutely get back on, I couldn't hold the reins. My trainer ended up putting my horse away. I'm so bummed that I couldn't finish my lesson. I ended up going to see a doc a few hours later because it was so swollen, turning all sorts of colours, and I work with my hands and don't really want to mess with it. The best news is that nothing is broken and chances are it'll be healed up for next week.
Anyway, I'm glad I had my first real fall. I'm glad it wasn't bad at all. The only injury that I sustained is pretty small in the grand scheme of things. I'm ready and raring to get back up in the saddle next week and hopefully I'll have the same horse because we made great progress today!
Just wanted to share this story as my social circle isn't particularly horse-friendly and the few people I told think I'm going to die riding horses. I mean, I might, but I'd be dying happy!
Had my weekly lesson this morning. Was put on a horse I don't ride as often as my regular guy, but still really enjoy. He bites (we're working it out), he's got a little bit of an attitude, and he bruised my foot something fierce a couple months ago when I didn't move away fast enough.
So I tack him up, dodge the teeth, mount, and then adjust my stirrups from the saddle. This was maybe the second time I've done it from the saddle, but felt pretty good about it. I'm working on two point right now and my trainer had me try some half seat all in a trot. So I'm feeling my balance, letting go of the mane as much as I can, when I start being able to hold myself in proper position for a few steps. So cool! And then I feel myself sliding right. In a brief moment, I thought my saddle fell off. I'm falling, between horse and wall. Well ****.
Because it was a fairly slow fall, I managed to twist myself around and fall gracefully on my butt/back. I had a moment of relief when I realized I was totally fine and then felt intense pressure on my hand. Again, I hadn't moved away fast enough from this horse's feet! I don't want to pull my hand, but he eventually moves off and my hand is already swollen. I can't make a fist. Trainer and the other student come over asking what the hell happened. They thought my horse took off. He hadn't. He was actually pretty good today. He even stopped when I fell off to stare at me. I look up: saddle is still firmly attached to horse. I look over: stirrup is on the ground. It's not broken. It bloody slipped off the clip. 100% my fault.
While I could absolutely get back on, I couldn't hold the reins. My trainer ended up putting my horse away. I'm so bummed that I couldn't finish my lesson. I ended up going to see a doc a few hours later because it was so swollen, turning all sorts of colours, and I work with my hands and don't really want to mess with it. The best news is that nothing is broken and chances are it'll be healed up for next week.
Anyway, I'm glad I had my first real fall. I'm glad it wasn't bad at all. The only injury that I sustained is pretty small in the grand scheme of things. I'm ready and raring to get back up in the saddle next week and hopefully I'll have the same horse because we made great progress today!
Just wanted to share this story as my social circle isn't particularly horse-friendly and the few people I told think I'm going to die riding horses. I mean, I might, but I'd be dying happy!