Friday, October 16, 2020
Smoke inhalation in horses
Of course, there's nothing to do for the horses except keep an eye on them. You certainly can't work them when the air's that bad. Dakota is always a bit of a cougher when you first start lungeing/riding him, so I was especially worried about him. But they both seemed to weather the miasma just fine. There are many recommendations on how long to wait before bringing your horses back into work post-smoke-inhalation. The two I saw repeated the most often were a) two weeks or b) the same amount of days as the horses were exposed. I went the conservative route and waited two weeks, and then I brought them back very slowly: handwalking and tack walking, slowly adding a bit of trot, then canter, and keeping exercise periods short. Thank goodness we didn't have, on top of the smoke, actual wildfires nearby.
I've picked up a maybe-client with a young OTTB, so we'll see how that progresses. The gelding could do with twelve weeks on the lunge, just learning to relax and pay attention. He's smart and sweet, but also tense and easily distracted. He has great gaits and lots of potential!
Wednesday, September 9, 2020
For the longest time (two years, I guess) I've been thinking that I was done with this blog. I was posting most content to FB, and that seemed like enough. Additionally, my bestest dressage friend, trainer, and almost-mom, Suzanne, passed away from cancer in April 2019. It was, and remains, a huge blow, and my grief is almost as enormous as when my father passed. I'd known her since 1995, and she and I were so utterly sympatico, especially when it came to dressage (and senses of humor). I used to text her several times a week for help with my training, and she always, always answered with long, detailed missives that covered both the practical side of things and the theory. I miss her so much. Her loss has affected my riding for the last 15 months -- it's not that I haven't been riding, but it's been much reduced, and I have no trainer. Even the notion of going to clinics sparked more grief. I'm finally starting to exit the fog. Clair and Dakota are enjoying their own private pasture at a lovely, local, mostly-Western facility. And I'm getting my mojo back.
Not long after Suzanne passed, my husband and I decided to move back to the Pacific Northwest to be closer to his elderly mother. Housing was most reasonable in Spokane, so that's where we ended up. I love it here. Mountains, and about 100 crystal-clear lakes within an hour's drive. It's a very hip, cool city, with great restaurants and breweries. The Spokane River runs through the middle of downtown. In the fall we saw, one after the other, Tig Nataro, Jason Mraz, and Colin Hay. We bought a 120+ year old Victorian farmhouse north of downtown and are slowly fixing it up. It's adorable. We also bought two used angling kayaks and have been going fishing a couple times a week -- what a fun option during the pandemic!
I initially took a job at a sheet music publisher. It was a private, two-person business: the owner and me. I enjoyed the work very much, but after five months I had had it with the owner's assholery. He seemed to get a kick out of being a jerk to me. So I quit and have been freelance editing ever since. I'm also applying to jobs here and there, but the unemployment rate is so high that I have zero expectations. Maybe if we ever get this pandemic under control the employment market will normalize. It's also been kind of hard to move to a new city and then have lockdown occur a few months later. I've met some people through the barn, but most of the ways I'd go about making friends (work, exercise groups, social groups) are not currently an option. Luckily my husband and I are still getting along great!
I hope to eventually take on some dressage/equitation students, but I know that kind of thing just takes time. You have to establish your reputation. I had so many students when I left Lubbock -- I wish I could have brought them all with me! I'm sure as I start riding regularly again I'll be able to attract some business.
Anyhoo, that's where I've been.
Friday, August 31, 2018
Is it August?
J., the awesome grad student who had been leasing Dakota, had a sudden opportunity to study in Australia, so in addition to Clair I'm riding Dakota full time as well. Dakota is schooling all of second level, and Clair is schooling all of third level. Clair threw out a crazy double spook in early June and dumped me hard. I fell with my full weight on the back of my left ilium, and boy did it hurt. Luckily I didn't fracture my pelvis. I did pass out later in the day and fell face forward onto my jaw, knocking it sideways out of alignment for a few days. But I was back in the saddle after a week! The injury did slow me down a bit, riding-wise, for part of the summer. I'm still stiff and sore but better every day.
Clair's trot half pass is just super these days. I also have a reliable, decent medium trot. At third level they want extended, so we'll just have to see how we score. Canter half pass is starting to come. The canter overall is becoming highly collectible. On the lunge she's offering pirouette canter. I've decided to push my third-level score attempt to a show in the spring. We might be able to squeak our scores this fall, but I'd like to feel solid. The next Suzanne & Gwen clinic will likely be in early October.
My husband and I successfully sold our last flip and bought the next one in mid-June. We've been working on it like mad and hope to have it on the market in 3-4 weeks. Hard work, but so fulfilling!
Thursday, April 19, 2018
Cleaning up the flying changes
This sport is hard. But so rewarding!
Friday, April 6, 2018
Shoulders! (mostly mine)
In other news, Dakota is finally developing a respectable canter.