Happy New Year…

In typical Catie fashion, this post is late.

I’m not really a huge fan of making New Year’s Resolutions because a year is a long time and with horses, hard and fast goals usually sets you up for anxiety and failure. I ain’t about that life.

My dudes rang in the New Year with a handful of really awesome rides. Eli is continuing on a really nice trajectory and I’m dying to find out if our application has been accepted to the RRP this year. Feb 1st seems so far away!

Working hard…. ish

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Jake has been a little bit more of a challenge. He’s been going beautifully, and has really started to get the hang of working under himself consistently. I’ve been happier and happier with our rides of late, and my cajones are firmly reattached. I’m not worried about stepping up and pushing an issue when it needs to be pushed now. We’ve learned to read each other and that’s been a game changer.

We had the chiro out this Monday morning to adjust him, and he was out in quite a few places…. withers, SI, and sacrum. He had 24 hours off, and then I lightly lunged him in the Pessoa system late Tuesday night and went beautifully. Wednesday I swung my leg over for a hack and he was a mess to the right. To the left he was moderately inconsistent but it was easy to coax him into a proper frame… but as soon as I asked him to change the bend to the right he came unglued buggy horse style.

I finally settled with some long and low work on the buckle and I called it good. I gave him some Bute and since our Magnawave magician was coming Thursday morning, I figured he was just sore from the chiro. I’m always sore for a few days after my chiro appointments, so it seemed fair.

Corey came to wave him on Thursday and when she touched him with the loop, his knees practically buckled. Since he was the last horse on a very long list, it meant it was after hours for the clinic so I gave him some bute and handwalked for a bit after I finished teaching. He was never unsound, not one bit.

Friday morning the woman who works with me reported he hadn’t touched his hay a bit, so I called our vet to follow up. We decided that he was sore because he was so out, and since he had compensated for so long his brain had exploded with the new muscles.

We decided to start him on some Robaxin and lunge him super lightly over the weekend and I would check back in on Monday after I hacked him, and see where we were going to go from there. Fingers crossed he’s just sore.

He’s an anxious, sensitive dude so it makes sense. He’s not one to be stoic, so an overreaction seems fitting. He’s not a far cry from his mother, really.

I lunged them both today, and he seemed pretty happy to pluck around on the end of the lunge line and stretch. His brother, on the other hand…

Thoroughbreds, man. So much majestic.

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