So I’ve promised myself that I will give my body a break from riding for a couple more weeks as I am absolutely determined not to go back to square one, if I can help it. At the start of our enforced rest, Tag did his usual and worried about why he wasn’t doing anything … Continue reading No sweat!
Even when I'm not sure of much else, I know that when I'm in the saddle, or even in the company of equines, everything that I am, kinda 'clicks' into place. Having recently 'unclicked' myself - with a back that decided it needed a rest - it has given me a chance to have a … Continue reading Cocky or confident?
On the run up to any competition there is always a ridiculous amount of planning that goes into making sure as little as possible is left to chance. And unless you are happy to hack around the countryside, everyone at one stage or another wants to go to a show and be proud of what … Continue reading Lightening the load
It's nearly five years since I first met Tag, when he spent his days in a field being bullied by a wicked black pony and I decided to take on the task of seeing if he would/could adapt to a new life. To save making too many changes all at once, I kept him at … Continue reading Control or Freak?
I recently enjoyed watching some of the highlights of the Cheltenham Festival – through my fingers of course - and I usually find myself hugging Tag a bit tighter afterwards, quite certain that I could never watch him racing. Not because I don’t love the sport, of course I do, but I have always struggled … Continue reading Chapter forty – The carrot or the stick?
It has nearly been a year since I started doing my blog and in that time much has changed - some of it good, some bad - yet a lot has stayed the same. One constant, is how much I mention my daughter, as over the years she has become an integral part to my … Continue reading Chapter Thirty nine – Like mother, like daughter?
With the huge array of breeds and cross-breeds across the nation, there is no shortage of different personality traits when it comes to horses. And we've all met them; the ridiculously clever ones, the nervous ones, the athletic ones and the can't get out of bed ones. Over the years I have always enjoyed imagining … Continue reading Chapter thirty eight – Horses for courses