The chestnut pony was quite docile to tack up yesterday, which is quite far from his usual pace/eat/stare off at scary bits of dust/pace antics. I should've known right then.
|One mischievous pony . . .|
|One majestic pony|
WRONG. Little bugger lost it at the last second, ducked quickly, and threw me off. It had been 10 months and 10 days since my last fall, and I was finally thwarted by a large pony. Coach said I had it coming considering the fact that I've been riding a greenie. Heh, just let me dream. Unfortunately, I did land on my head (which hasn't happened in a very long time), and there was a moment where I feared that I'd sustained a concussion. I sat down for a moment whilst everyone finished up, then I hopped back on and took the pon over a cross rail. It was arguably our best jump of the day.
|I still love him|