So here we go again. My headache is mostly gone after three days of throbbing. My wounded helmet is propped on the saddle as a reminder to get it replaced prior to any new high flying adventures. Each time I look at the triangular crack in the helmet I count myself lucky. Without the helmet that would have been the pattern in my skull with brain matter leaking outward. I LOVE MY TROXEL HELMET. Phebes is slotted to go to a trainer for 30-60 days, depending on how much money I can scrape up to send her. She will be going to Josiah Leatherbury in Vevay Indiana. http://www.joeleatherbury.com/horsetraining.php If he can get her to a point that she can be pointed down a trail, we will go on from there. I love my horses, and put a lot of time and energy into them, but I'd rather not die in the process, or worse be permanently disabled. While she is gone in April and May, I'll tune up Puddin' and try to get her back into shape.
This morning I spent an hour just trying to communicate with Phebes from the ground, and try to determine where the cracks are in her training. There seems to be a definite imbalance in horse from near side to off side. When I'm on her left she is amiable, and responsive to cues. When I'm on her right side she flattens her ears and puts up resistance. She sidepassed the length of the fence line both directions from the ground, she backed up sluggishly, and her lateral flexion was pretty sticky, but got better as the exercise continued. We did not do any round pen exercises because of the poor footing. Freezing rain had started coming down, so I ended her session.
To keep one's spirits up is quite an "exercise" in itself. The future of all I've put into place depends on this horse's responsiveness to training, and then her willingness to work with me. ~Endurance Granny