The Training Show 12 October 2014

I mentioned that I was competing in a show a couple of days ago.

So Sunday was the day.

The Place: Banbury Equestrian Centre

My parents and I drove through to the yard after breakfast. Ben was all excited as he thought he was coming with. We arrived just before 9 and they were still busy with the first class.

But after talking to everyone and arsing around I kinda ran out of time. I had a complete meltdown, stress out, freak out session and it got way worse before it got better.

I should have known better. But it ended well so I was lucky I guess.

The third class started then I realised I needed to catch Vivaldi and tack him up. So I ran to the field to catch him and then I realised I still needed to get his tack out the car and my helmet etc out of Titus. I asked my mom to help me but then my sister phoned for directions and I couldnt help her cos I was tacking up. In hindsight I should have just helped her and then my mom could have helped me.

Anyway I rushed down to where my dad was and asked him to hold Vivaldi while I adjusted the stirrups etc. I was hot and sweaty and stressed out. My sister arrived and I went up to meet her.

Vivaldi then managed to shake his bridle off which freaked me out even more cos I did not want him galloping off with his bridle dragging the floor. But between all of us we managed to get it back on.

I put my helmet on and took Vivaldi to the entrance to the arena and asked Louise to hold him while I walked the course for my first class – the 60cm course. Rowena walked the course with me. It was 10 jumps (11) ending with a combination. I explained how it works. I was pretty nervous.

I was third on the list. So after the first competitor went in I got on and thought I would walk him around. BAD IDEA. He completed freaked out! Snorting, bucking, dancing in circles – the wind, the flapping red tape didn’t help. Horses and people scattered. I was just trying to stay on. Then some asshole walked up to me and asked me if I know how to ride! Asshole.

Anyway I decided to go in as the second competitor. Mistake. I should have got him to calm down first. Cos in the arena, he was a nightmare. Cantering on the sport and to the side all over the place. The bell went and I didn’t a choice but to ride. Vivaldi wanted to race the entire course like a mad thing. I had to hold him back cos I knew if I gave him his head he would gallop the entire course and I was just too shit scared to let him – even though we have done that a few times in the arena when we have been messing around. But not at a show.

I managed to finished the course with a clear round – amazingly enough – and I had Bernie and Ashley shouting instructions at me though ! Lol. After the last jumped I battled to get him to stop or calm down as he continued going ballistic. But as soon as he stopped for long enough for me to get off I took both my feet out the stirrups as quickly as I could and vaulted off his back. I was shaking like a leaf and I was glad to be on the ground.

My sister and my dad came stood with me while I calmed down and gave me some coke which I really needed. I had to go back in the ring to collect my rosette for a clear round! I jumped on and went into the arena to present myself to the judge with the other riders for my rosette and lap of honour!! Whoohooo

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The other two classes went much better. I competed in the 70cm class and then the 70-80cm class – the biggest I have ever jumped in a show! I jumped a clear round in the 70cm class and competed in the jump off. Unfortunately I knocked the first combination and ran out the second jump so had a penalty and had to jump the combination again. But I still came fourth in the class and had to present myself to the judge and we did a lap of honour – the best part!!

The 70cm-80cm class – I was tired as was Vivaldi.. We jumped the course really well – cool and calm and collected – but were unfortunate to knock a pole so didn’t make the jump offs or get a rosette. After all that I was exhausted! Untacked Vivaldi and gave him some carrots and took his tack back to Ann’s car. We stayed a bit to watch Ashley jump in the 90cm class with the Joker. I was thirsty and hungry and exhausted and hot lol. My sister had already left but I was really glad she came to watch.

I was proud of mine and Vivaldi’s performance – even though some of it was just a blur. We need some more practice and I need to be more relaxed but we got some more experience, we made a good team I think and I got two rosettes.

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