Bright_Spark
Well-Known Member
My YO is away for a few days so I'm looking after the motley crew. Took her TB out for a plod (I was asked to) and all was going well until I decided to have a trot heading towards home.
He took off and I could not stop him. Must have galloped a good mile going up and down some steep hill. How he stayed upright I have no idea.
Then we reached the end of the bridleway and carried on straight out onto the road- thank God nothing was coming. Got back to the yard and the bugger had hardly sweated up at all. I on the other hand was having an asthma attack and took me 10 minutes to get off as my legs were shaking so much.
So my tiny bit of confidence I had about riding again has been well and truely shattered.
Sorry bit of a pointless ramble really.
He took off and I could not stop him. Must have galloped a good mile going up and down some steep hill. How he stayed upright I have no idea.
Then we reached the end of the bridleway and carried on straight out onto the road- thank God nothing was coming. Got back to the yard and the bugger had hardly sweated up at all. I on the other hand was having an asthma attack and took me 10 minutes to get off as my legs were shaking so much.
So my tiny bit of confidence I had about riding again has been well and truely shattered.
Sorry bit of a pointless ramble really.