Bucking Crazy weekend

Let me start off by saying that this was the weekend from hell. Not just one or two things happened, it was a slew of things. To start it off on Saturday, I thought I had 3 lessons, one at 9, 12, and 1. Of course somehow I had one show up at 10, my 12 oclock cancelled, and as I was getting the horse out for my 1 oclock, it slammed the side of its head against my nose which caused a 10 minute nosebleed. I also found out that day that one of my best friends at the barn decided she wants to relocate barns. So I went to look at the barn. Had no real feelings one way or the other. Went home and went to bed. Sunday, get a call at 8am. She's moving......today... wonderful. I had already stayed up most the night trying to figure out how to get her to stay, to no avail. And, she's moving because she thinks the caretaker is going to hurt her horse. I'm depressed at this time, and decide to work Koda. A 3 year old Arab/Trakehner cross. Does wonderful at the groundwork. I'm excited, will be his sixth ride. I saddle him up, get on, start walking around, he stops, I lightly press his sides and he EXPLODES into actions, I'm imagining the 8 second timer in his head as he's bucking for all that he has. I feel my thigh slamming the saddle, pretty sure my butt is too, he's twisting and turning, and bunching and man is he bucking pretty darn high. At one point Chris was worried that we were going over backwards and my head was completely out of the round pen. Finally at the sixth or seventh buck, I swear a half hour has gone by, I'm ejected off his back. Really, I got some air, and then lovely terra firma greeted me right in the chest as I performed the greatest belly flop of all time into the dirt. I get up, I can't breathe, I'm looking at the horse wondering how hard it is to cut and dissect him into steaks, have Chris work him for a bit until I actually feel my legs, arms, lungs, etc.. After about 20 minutes I take over for chris mentally scolding myself and the horse for being 'less than spectacular' get him nice and sweaty and....make Chris get on. Hey I know, I already got bucked off once today, not sure if the pain is a good thing or not.
Anyhow, Chris walks him for 20 minutes, not another episode, he gets off, and then we proceed to go ride horses for 2 hours at drill. A trotting horse is not what you want to be on when your ribs were just compressed into your back. Now at day 2 after the accident, I'm in pain! Went to the doctor and just had 12 xrays done on my ribs, back, and hand. Sometimes I wonder why I have horses.

Green Horse, Fine Ride

We've been on Koda 5 times now. He turned 3 in March, he's all legs, and definitely not sure about us. What's funny is watching Chris ride him. Koda has no idea of what the trot is. He'll mosey around forever, but as soon as you ask for a trot he goes even slower if that's possible. I hopped on Ginger this weekend and ponied Koda with Chris on board, I'd make Ginger trot, and then we'd just tow Koda along. He was finally getting the hang of it. We'll have to see how next time goes!

Slacker

That's me, capital S, lower case lacker, been really pissy lately, cranky with the weather, cranky with conflict, I need a vacation.