For years I’ve
beaten myself up… about many things… but an awful lot about not riding enough.
Questioning my commitment and even if I want to really ride. Knowing full well
that if I rode more consistently than just a hack on a Saturday and Sunday, it
would all improve. More so in recent years, with my massive confidence issues
exacerbated by Eagers constant medical issues. But for about the last 6 months
and frequent visits from Rob Jackson she has been about as good as it gets…
without constant work.
I’ve known this. Yet despite this I have kid myself that
the two hacks at the weekend and if I’m totally honest once a week in the
school (sometimes not even ridden) is enough.. Actually I’ve always known this
isn’t enough. I was kidding no one… least of all myself.
So I got made
redundant nearly two months ago. After 31 years of constant work, I am for a
while.. Free (that’s another story entirely) For the first month
not a lot really changed. Getting up slightly
later at just gone 6. Giving the horses
breakfast and nebulising Eager. Then turning them out again. Riding (rarely) at
about 6pm, which whilst earlier than my old working routine. Late nonetheless.
I think a lot of this has to do with routine and nobody liking change. But also
a little bit about being scared to change. What if I get another job soon and
have to change back again? It will be such a shock to us all again.
But, something
changed a couple of weeks ago. Not sure
what entirely. But a few people saying ‘bet you’re enjoying the time off and
riding loads’ to which the answer was ‘yes, I think so and no not really’
seemed to me like I was wasting time here… So, I changed. I now get up at just gone 6. Give them breakfast and a leaf of hay and shut
the stable doors… with them in it. Nebulise, go and do some bits inside then,
come out and ride!!! Roughly, all by about 10am. I have ridden nearly everyday for about 3 weeks. Probably in a week, about 4 days schooling and 2 hacking.
No day spent
procrastinating, or getting tired, or coming up with excuses not to ride. Just
eating breakfast, putting boots on and riding. Just like that! It’s easy. In
fact it’s really easy and funnily enough already after only two weeks. Stuff is
changing in both Eager and myself. So much so that I’m now thinking shit… I’m
going to have to go back to work. I love this!
But the meaning of
this blog is getting lost. Basically, having a full time stressful job. That
involved 3-4 hours travelling a day and then looking after 4 horses with no
help and riding one is BLOODY hard! A few people have questioned how I did it. But, I’ve never really acknowledged it. After all
it’s the way it had to be and sadly, the way it will probably need to be again.
But it’s tough. There is no pleasure
in riding at 7pm at night in the cold and dark on a spooky opinionated mare .
Or at 7pm on a perfect summers evening having had an awful day at work. You are
tired, possibly not in a good frame of mind to ride and just want to sit down with a glass of wine.
I know people do it.
People far more disciplined than myself. I know people do it, who also have children
and jobs… but to what cost? Some people will give up everything else in their lives to get in
and ride the pony, to compete, to be the best.
I am not that
person. I love my horses, I’ve built my entire life around them. But not to the
cost of everything else. Life, I feel, should be about balance. It’s about eating
the salad with a chocolate cake afterwards, about having the gin & tonic
(when I say a… I mean 4) and drinking water all the next day, it’s about going
to the gym so you can sit in a restaurant with your friends eating pizza. It’s
about living for now but realising there is a future consequence for your
actions.
So for now I’m going
to really enjoy my riding each morning. I’m going to build on my knowledge
about my beautiful mare and hope this will have positive impact on future necessities. Live in the moment (as they say).
Picture of beautiful Pony at Ashen in April 2019...
Picture of beautiful Pony at Ashen in April 2019...