After my last injury right before the show in Gorla, it took me roughly 3 weeks to recover. I was riding again straight away, but two factors played a role in my performance; physical damage and also mental condition. After a fall it is always a challenge to get immediately to back where we were,… Continue reading The time of recovery
Clipping is the name of the procedure of horse's coat removal or reduction, shaving to make it simple. Ramingos had put on his winter fur some time ago and I needed to find the time not only to clip him but first to adjust his light rug. I have bought the 100g winter rug at… Continue reading Time for clipping
As usual we went on Friday and it was swell. The weather was not the best but at least it wasn't raining. I love fieracavalli, for it's atmosphere mostly and for meeting all the people with the same illness - horses. You can see all the possible sectors of the sport and passion. Cowboys,… Continue reading The best event of the year; fieraCAVALLI Verona!
Saturday I went to Gorla to see my teammates competing. They did all pretty great. I took the part of a team photographer and managed to take some nice snaps with my iPhone X. Then I took the opportunity and stopped in Legnano to pick up my new stirrups that I have purchased earlier. They… Continue reading My little consolation; FreeJump
Gorla Maggiore or Equieffe Equestrian Centre remains so far the only place around here where I didn't do a single show so far. It's been two and a half years that I compete, we often go to Manerbio, but we have also been to Etrea, Vermezzo, Malaspina... Just never Gorla. It appears to be a… Continue reading To Gorla or not to Gorla
A little bit late but here goes the update on the Saturday show. In the morning I prepared Rami at the stables for the transport, he seemed relaxed but still excited to go somewhere. Then I stayed for the morning with my 'mother in law' (we went to my beautician) and then a quick change… Continue reading Let the season begin
It's just Tuesday today and I already feel those familiar butterflies in my stomach. It is a mix of flutter, joy and anxiety... That special cocktail of feelings that you only experience before a show. It is always there, no matter how experienced you get or how often do you compete... Only the ratio of… Continue reading Oh those butterflies…