First off… forgive me if midway through, the flow of this is interrupted – just browsing the BE options for my first event in what seems like an eternity is loosening my bowels somewhat.
So, it’s been a funny few weeks – No.1 I got married, without hitch or hiccup, No.2 I had a blissful 12 days in Dominican Republic on my honeymoon and thirdly, whilst in the Caribbean I had a monumental psychological breakthrough.
Picture this; lying on a massage table, nothing but the sound of the air-conditioning unit whirring and my new husband breathing all too loudly on the bed next to me, I had a revelation. I began a thought process that put me in the XC start box, being counted down and feeling the elation of having got through the dressage without leaving the boards and round the swim of coloured jumps without jabbing my horse in the chops too many times. I was there, just like I used to be – EXCITED, not scared, not vomiting, no stains in my under garments. Long story short, away from reality – I was totally and utterly ready for it!
I came back Saturday morning after a dog of an overnight flight and remained positive… I asked new husband (NH) to come and get some video of me sailing over some terrifyingly bright Jumpstack clad bales and poles… tiredness took over ENTER: excuse No.1: the poor pony, having had 2 weeks off getting fat(ter) would surely die of shock if, all of a sudden, I decided to become Mrs M King whilst on holiday! – We’ll leave it for one night in the week and lunge the poor sod instead!
And to today – For the first time in years I clicked that over anticipated link on the BE website – FIXTURES and chose my fate. I am reluctant to say it out loud, like the date of your driving test, in case you over egg it and let everyone down but here goes nothing…. Littleton Manor Equestrian Centre 8th October. It gives me exactly 74 days, 11hours and (as of this terrifying moment) 45 minutes to not die choking on my own vomit or of starvation unable to eat for fear!
Please hold my virtual hand as I click through the entries procedure – In for a penny in for (jeez… BE has got expensive!) a pound?!
Bye for now …xx