{"id":2947,"date":"2010-03-15T17:55:06","date_gmt":"2010-03-15T17:55:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/?p=2947"},"modified":"2010-03-15T18:00:11","modified_gmt":"2010-03-15T18:00:11","slug":"dumped","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/?p=2947","title":{"rendered":"Dumped!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>How was your show-jumping session with Owen today?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Well friend, I&#8217;m not terribly glad that you asked.<\/p>\n<p>We worked in the outdoor arena. The session started with Tom spooking at a flock of killer equine-dissolving\u00c2\u00a0vampire pigeons (the kind that can come out in daylight) that were lurking with murderous intent beneath one of the boundary trees.<\/p>\n<p>It took almost 20 minutes of working-in before Tom had forgotten them, had jammed his eyes back in to his head and his pulse had dropped back to somewhere near normal. But I couldn&#8217;t get his canter back; he was on his forehand and keen to gallop strongly, not particularly interested in achieving the collected, bouncy, off-the-forehand show-jumping canter I was asking for.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, we worked through it and, with some fine-tuning from Owen, we jumped a challenging track that he&#8217;d built to test us in preparation for Saturday.<\/p>\n<p>However, on a pass over an altered track (because Owen does like to keep us on our toes), we were in the air over a skinny (a very narrow fence) which we&#8217;d reached off a very nicely collected, forward-going canter, when a person with two dogs on leads walked around the corner a couple of metres in front of where we were going to land (but they were outside the arena, obv).<\/p>\n<p>Tom has obviously not seen people and\/or dogs before. He did a massive spook.<\/p>\n<p>Except we were in mid-air.<\/p>\n<p>So as his left forefoot touched the ground, he wheeled around (yes, he actually did a 180-degree turn with just one foot on the ground. Owen later said he&#8217;d never seen that done before!), and then flashed off in the opposite direction.<\/p>\n<p>Unfortunately I was still in the air and, equally unfortunately, unlike Tom, I was still subject to the immutable laws of gravity and physics.<\/p>\n<p>So as Tom vanished from underneath me I found myself rapidly approaching the ground at a speed of around 25 mph and from a height of around 17-hands &#8211; plus the 4&#8217;3&#8243; we were off the ground.<\/p>\n<p>And believe me, that&#8217;s not only a long way to fall, it&#8217;s a fair old speed to be doing the falling at.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, it took four or five minutes before I&#8217;d got my breath back, I hopped back on and we rode the track three times. Owen changed it once more and we rode that once before calling it a day.<\/p>\n<p>So now I&#8217;m back home.<\/p>\n<p>The stiffness from the fall is beginning to set in; back, shoulders, neck, head, arms &#8211; all of these have been compromised in some way and suffering reduced mobility and a fair old amount of pain. I also had a biggish nose-bleed and bit my tongue, in to the bargain.<\/p>\n<p>Tom, it must be said, was a total star. We jumped his little (big!) brown bottom off today; Owen threw everything at us &#8211; incorrectly-distanced related fences, spooky fillers, skinnies, severe angles and sharp corners.<\/p>\n<p>I feel we&#8217;re just about perfectly prepared for Saturday&#8217;s one-day event. I&#8217;m under strict instructions to work Tom to the same high standard as one of Owen&#8217;s lessons, every day for the rest of the week &#8211; which could be tricky if I&#8217;m as stiff as an ironing-board for the next few days.<\/p>\n<p>But that&#8217;s my problem, not his.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>How was your show-jumping session with Owen today? Well friend, I&#8217;m not terribly glad that you asked. We worked in the outdoor arena. 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