There is no better feeling then having an entire day to spend at the barn, for as long as you please. Am I right, or am I right? I get to revert back to my childhood, and I never have to check the time to make sure I’m not running behind. Leisurely barn days are basically what I live for. Barn days are almost as good as horse shows, which are obviously superior because you get to submerse yourself into the vortex of “horse-show time”, which we all know is a multi-day time zone entirely to itself where you never have to think of the outside world.
I have been a “horse girl” my entire life. When I was 5 or 6 I got my first pony. Although I have only “owned” 3 different horses during my youth, I have loved many more during my life thus far. In a tribute to those amazing spirits, I plan on occasionally spotlighting the various horses of my past. Today’s subject is “Pal” short for Palomino (original, I know).
Seeing as how it is Thursday and I do not have any new pictures (it was like really cold today and I couldn’t drag my butt to the barn after a long work day) I decided to do a little #TBT and share some details and pics about the arrival of Rio in my life.
Post college Kelly (that’s me) taught beginner h/j lessons at a barn in town. I was quite lucky to not only make money while finishing school, but also get lots of free saddle time on the school horses. Although I enjoy riding all types of horses, the nagging desire to have something I could progress with was ever-present. I had an undeniable desire to develop a partnership with one horse, and continue my own riding education by taking lessons again, something I hadn’t done on a regular basis since high school.
After a month lay-up with a minor injury, (well not really minor, so much as a complication of a prior injury- maybe I’ll get into it another time), I am pleased to announce that Rio has had his riding ban lifted by Amazing Vet and has been given the go-ahead for light flat work. Considering I was expecting a minimum 2 month lay-up, those words were music to my ears.
Being the AA weeny that I occasionally am, I insisted that Trainer ride him first. Although I have begun to gain back some of the confidence of my youth in the past few months, and have realized that I can ride the occasional buck/spook without dire consequences, I still tend to hedge my bets and choose the safer alternative if it is readily available.
Luckily, I had the entire day off work, and therefore was able to spend the whole day at the barn. Trainer and I decided it would be best to turn Rio out in the arena with a few playmates to blow off some much needed steam before attempting to ride him. Due to vet restrictions, he has not been turned out in large spaces, or with other horses, for the past month. Watching him run, gallop, frolic, and play was food for my soul. He looked SO happy, and SO sound! The perfect combo.