Rumtytum
Have Marmite, will travel
Met a neighbour yesterday who, when I told him I was going to the riding school, seemed genuinely shocked and said “So you’re still riding?â€. I explained I’d been riding only two years, had won the RS Summer Dressage Championship (didn’t say it was a fluke!) and had just started jumping. He’s in his 70s, a lovely guy, but afterwards I wondered what did he expect me to be doing at almost 64 years old? Crocheting a cover for my Zimmer frame? A friend who’s also taken up riding in her sixties has experienced the same. Made me think ‘ageism’ isn’t a prerogative of the younger, that seniors also, or even more so, can have a stereotypical mindset to what you can do as you get older. Sorry for the rant!