Jumping

Yeay! it has been almost 4 months since I last jumped. I was so happy this morning to buddy up with my new eventing pals and do a fun grid. Robert gave us a great lesson -it was a blast. Lumpy was a red rocket but he was also his usual entertaining self (I often see him as a lab retriever asking: are you going to toss the ball now? now? how about now? is now good ? now? ) The whole hour was beautiful: I smiled, I made mistakes, we all laughed about needing better brakes. It is just so nice to ride with others who are as excited as me about being on top of a horse, frozen, at 8:30 on a Sunday am.

Now is evening. Now is time to pay up. Maybe this is what getting broken is all about : the price. Tonight in the menu we have an expensive tingling down the left leg accompanied by soreness on the lower back. Will I tell Gretchen that I am in pain? no sirry bob.

I rationalize all these misadventures on testing the boundaries of what I can do. I don't know what I can or can't do, and I have a limited amount of time on these disks so I gotta explore. I would hate to "under ride" for fear of injury - although I would hate to "over ride" too. But the latter is easier to tell because I hurt. The former is more elusive... how do you tell ??!!
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