Where is this adventure going to take me? Riding and my
interest in Horses generally is opening up an exciting new world. When I was
diagnosed with ME/CFS in 2007 a day to day struggle of “trying “ was all I
could manage. Trying to get out of bed , trying to sit up, trying to hold the
kettle with one hand, trying to walk the dogs. Life felt very “trying” and I am
sure I was a bit of a git to everyone around me.
The fact that simple things were so hard was in itself so
frustrating and draining. Slowly I have regained a level of activity which is
extremely satisfying Moving to the Forest of Dean two years ago was key to my next phase of
recovery, although I wasn’t consciously moving for that reason.
I am making progress I am riding Oscar now a more
challenging horse and I love him as you will know from my other blogs.
Yesterday I went up early and gave him a good grooming session, oh we bonded. I
think my love is reciprocated. Our ride was much more fluid and some tone in my
core is helping tremendously, I used to be like a big blancmange, all soft in
the middle. I am still soft just a few lumpy bits now. Ha.
The great outdoor beckons
I haven’t been for a hack yet, but I am told that it’s a must when the
bluebells are out and Hayley, the lovely Hayley has told me I am ready to be
let loose. Praise in deed, for the sack of potatoes that arrived at her stables
last September.
| Imagine riding a horse on a beach like this ! |
In addition to that my lovely friends, my new friends I met
through our shared love of horses have suggested we go on a riding holiday. Where could we go, what wonderful new horses could we meet. Imagine cantering along a beach with the sea breeze blowing the foam spraying around the hooves of the horses wow,wow,wow. Research time now where can we go?
Alison x