Rode Chocolate the mare again, and this time we did canter and sure enough, she dumped me. We were in the small round pen, and I had her head up, and we were doing fine, and then all of a sudden her head disappeared and over I went.
The instructor, Laurel, said I was doing really good up to that point. My hands were holding her head up high, my seat was good, and then boom.
God, how I do hate falling. I get all shaky and faint and it sucks. I lay in the dirt for a bit and then got up, and limped over to the porch to regain my composure. In the meantime Laurel ran the snot out of Chocolate in an attempt to take some of the edge off, and then I got back on and we walked and trotted some more. I wasn’t frightened, strangely enough. I would have thought that after that fall, so soon after restarting lessons and while I am still getting my abilities back, would have really made me apprehensive. I will say this though, that my next week’s lesson will be on a different horse if we’re going to canter.And I hope we do. I’m improving a lot faster than I thought, and I want to move on.
And also, it’s official: Chocolate may look like Mojo from Gordath Wood, but she’s got the heart and soul of Allegra.
I am right now sitting on a bag of frozen edamame peas (no loss — — they were a purchase made out a misguided attempt to eat more healthily). I’ve taken Advil and well, we’ll just hope for the best tomorrow. I will probably do some very gentle stretching in the morning in lieu of my usual vigorous morning walk.