This is my theme song. It keeps me going in my small victories since I first heard it.
By now, those who have read my blog have come to realize that life isn’t easy for my horse. His ulcers, chiropractic, and hoof problems have plagued him for nearly two years. Before that, it was strangles, then suspensory desmitis, from which he recovered very well. Before all that, when he was four, he was moving so well that my instructor thought we might be ready to play with piaffe within a year from that…before s**t happened.
So, we’ve had 3.5 years of crap with some ups but more downs. “It’s a long way up when you hit the ground.”
“I could of gave up then but
Then again I couldn’t have ’cause
I’ve traveled all this way for something.”
Nevertheless, I’ve persisted, because I had a dream and I keep believing in it. I’ve put lots of $$$ into getting to the root of Beau’s problems because he’s supposed to be my dream horse that I wanted for over twenty years. You can’t get anywhere in life without hard work.
“I’ve tried to cut these corners.
Tried to take the easy way out.
I kept on falling short of something.”
Taking the easy way out only makes things worse, especially in horse training and in healing. You have to develop patience in any dream, along with persistence and faith. Without faith that things can get better from your efforts, you would just give up. The only way to guarantee failure is to fail to try. Anything worth having is worth working hard to gain/achieve. In this case, it’s my dream of riding my own grand prix level dressage horse. Beau has the talent–accidental canter pirouettes, passaging on the lungeline, flying lead changes free lungeing…it’s all there. I saw something special in his yearling sales video and knew that with the good instructors I have, I could get there some day.
I’ve been playing this song in my head with every small success I’ve seen in our progress over the last year. We’ve had as many setbacks, but his body and feet needed time to heal and daily attention to them to keep them healthy. It’s been no small effort, but it is paying off. Last week, he was passaging on the lungeline after spooking at something outside–around and around a few times!–and tonight, he was nearly passaging under saddle after giving me suspension in his trot that I haven’t ridden in over 3.5 years. Three and a half years of problems!
And this is why I fight so hard for my horse’s health; he is a blessing to ride. It takes my breath away to feel like he has springs on his feet, feet that have finally begun to heal from no less than 110% effort on my part–cleaning his paddock every day so s**t doesn’t get packed in and feed thrush, supplements to boost his immune system and help hoof growth, every day detailed picking of his hooves and treatment for thrush, and now barefoot trimming myself. It isn’t easy, but the rewards are invaluable.
I’m not on top of the world yet, but I’m climbing, one step at a time! It’s still a long ways up, but I can at least see the sky now.
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