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To: CindyDawg

Nope, no riding today. Sadly, not until the end of the week. But it gives me something nice to look forward to.


3,565 posted on 08/02/2004 6:16:39 PM PDT by Beaker
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Well I had a scare today. I've been kind of riding conservative but today I took Okie on the "loop". He didn't want to leave the area and needed encouragement. There is a nylon rope connected to the barn and fence. When it's up, we are to stay off the grass. Other times it just lays on the grass. I have probably walked Okie over it at least a 100 times. Today he started backing up and got it behind his back legs and the more he backed the higher it rose. I though about bailing but he was going back and sideways. I pulled back with the reins with my left hand and held on to the horn with my right. He backed about 20 feet before he stopped. Then he was fine. I was shook up though. My husband there and said he was backing because I was pulling too far back on the reins to get him to stop. He said he wasn't worried. Funny caz that horse usually stops on a dime. The waa in whoa is usually all he needs. I don't even know if he knew the rope there or fussing about leaving the riding area.

We continued south after I calmed:') I even went to the area I fell. I didn't want to and didn't like it but I did. More work than fun today though. I should have been like this the next day and not now. Some reason I was spooked from the time I started to mount to I got off. Couldn't relax. Ever have days like that? Maybe because I haven't rode since Thur. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. Don't know what was wrong with me.

3,567 posted on 08/02/2004 6:41:20 PM PDT by CindyDawg
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