So this picture about sums up what Ike and I have been doing since my fall…staring at each other as he begs for treats. I am trying to be patient and let my body heal, but it is so very frustrating when the weather takes an upward swing to 70 degrees (yes, you read that right, that is the temperature today) and all I can do is hang out with my boys.
Why am I not back in the saddle? Sadly, my ankle is still in recovery mode. I did have it checked by an orthopedic doctor just to make sure that there wasn’t a stress fracture lurking in one of the many bones that comprise the foot and ankle. He told me that I just have a doozy of a sprain. I am now sporting a fancy ankle brace that narrows my shoe choices to one…and it isn’t a riding boot. I have tried to shove my foot into all of my boots just on the off chance that I could make it work. No luck whatsoever. The bulk of the brace makes a riding boot an impossibility. I guess that is one way to keep me grounded. I’m not happy!
Ms. C has been able to ride Ike once during my unexpected hiatus. The crazy mid-Atlantic weather has made riding challenging – one day of rain, a day of snow and ice, freezing temperatures, icy arenas, slushy arenas – we have it all.
The good news to share is that my bruises are fading, and I no longer look quite as colorful. I have now returned to my pasty winter white tone.
The great news to share is that Ike’s brother Cigar has predicted that we will have an early spring. Yes, this flies in the face of the groundhog’s prediction, but if you saw how much hair is blowing around the barn, you too might be persuaded to call the groundhog a liar. I’m going to choose to believe my horse and his barn buddies since they haven’t been hiding in a hole for the past two months. Bring on spring! 🙂