One year older and not necessarily any the wiser I found myself on a cold wet miserable day back in mid October, on Ria in the school and my friend on Vinnie. We wanted to get going so we could start warming up. Funny thing is if its not absolutely flinging it down you get to a point where you forget about the rain because you're so busy on concentrating on you and your horse.
Walking round and warming up I'd got no idea of where we'd be heading. Last time I'd been it had been an unseasonal 24 degrees in September and as Ria doesn't have a straight gait in trot (she moves from side to side on one rein whilst moving forward!) riding her had damaged my back for 3 weeks. A number of osteopath sessions later and I'd felt better than I'd done for a long while. The fact the weather was lousy was a concern, was I setting myself up for injuring myself again? I just decided to get on with it and enjoy myself, and boy were we going to.