Fighting the fear...

Many of you will remember back in September, Ceaser, Ziggy and I attended the British Riding Club Nationals. In all honesty, it was a bit of a flop because I made a complete douche of myself by throwing up in both my show jumping rounds. You know, like you do?

Anyway, since then I've had a massive phobia of jumping in the public eye, and I've been very self conscious of people watching me jump.

To help, I've started having regular jumping lessons with two difference instructors. Oddly enough, both have never spoken, but both gave me the feedback that I ride too much into a fence, and I think about it too much instead of just letting it happen. I also don't breathe when I go over a fence, so we've been focussing on getting me talking whilst jumping, and simply not really thinking about the jump.

I’m not an emotional person but yesterday  I’ll admit, I finished my competition and I put Ziggy in the box, stood with him and cried. Happy tears. 

This combined training competition with the riding club has been on the back of my mind for a while. I didn’t want to let the team down again, and I didn’t want to jump in front of people. 

Zig warmed up beautifully for his Dressage and he did a lovely test to score 67.75%, putting us into second before the jumping. I know I needed to go clear. I felt the dressage possibly deserved slightly higher, but a couple of transitions were a little abrupt and the comments reflected this. He's so sensitive that if I put any pressure on he steadies or stops, which is honest of him I guess. 

The warm up was quite busy for jumping so I popped one fence and decided to bloody go for it. My instructors words of “sing to yourself” stuck in my head and just as I trotted in, I started singing my grandads favourite song. 

Zig started screaming and whinnying and was quite tense but whereas before I’d let this bother me, I gave him his rein and off we went. I couldn't get tense, or he'd pick up on it. Everything was going perfect until coming off the corner into fence 5, a double and the first part was a rather large spread. Zig slammed the breaks on and just as I was about to turn away and represent, zig said “I’ve got this” and took off, clearing the rest of the combination no trouble! I’m sorry, but HOW HONEST IS HE?! 

Honestly, sometimes he just never fails to amaze me, and I remember just how far he's come. 

❤️
We finished the rest of the course clear, and with no time penalties meaning we had gone clear and stayed on our Dressage, all whilst singing “catch a falling star..” and guess what? I wasn't at all feeling sick, which was such a great feeling. 

I might sound like a sap, but I’m so, so proud of him. He looked after me 100% at that fence. Back to the box we went and he had so many cuddles! I feel like he’s back, and after the winter we’ve had, his virus etc - it’s all coming together.

Watching the score board like a hawk, we finished on 2nd, narrowly missing out on a place at the Nationals as an individual but absolutely over the moon to realise our TEAM HAD WON overall, so we're off to Nationals as a team!

It will be all systems go now as we prepare for the championships, and will spend a lot of time focussing on not riding too much around a course and trusting that Ziggy can do it. I want to try and fit as many lessons in as possible to give us every best chance! Watch this space....
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Did someone say Nationals?

I'm sure you all remember me writing (freaking out) about qualifying Ziggy for the RC Nationals a couple of weeks ago in Show-Jumping and how thrilled I was that both him and Ceaser would be going together after the old boy collected his golden ticket for dressage too. Well...

At that point I was trying to figure out how I'd have a cat in hells chance of riding Ceaser in the senior team dressage test and making it to Ziggy's show jumping class on time, given that they both had basically the same start time. Never a dull moment at camp Lovatt!

Anyway, my first Nationals experience just got a whole lot more complicated, and don't get me wrong, I'm absolutely bloody thrilled to be writing this albeit wondering if I can clone myself at the same time.

At the qualifier Ziggy finished second in his arena meaning he narrowly missed out on a golden ticket to nationals as an individual, which I was gutted about at the time as it would've been lovely to have both boys going to compete in the dressage and at that point he hadn't qualified in show-jumping so I was unsure he'd even be going.

Well, someone upstairs must have thought I'd been good these last couple of weeks and yesterday I had an email to say the person that actually won in Ziggy's arena was ineligible to compete at Prelim, so technically my wonder boy won, meaning we HAVE got our place at nationals in dressage. Thus equating to (yes both boys representing our region in dressage) a rather manic day ahead.

I'm absolutely delighted, as I wanted nothing more than both the boys with me there, representing the region in something I take a great deal of pleasure from doing. I'm unsure where Ceaser's 'affiliated' career is going after this, so it could well be the last 'big' event I campaign him at (more info at a later date), which makes it all the more special to have both of them there with me, at Ziggy's first attempt too.

It all seems pretty surreal still at the moment. I never in my wildest dreams imagined Ziggy would pick the dressage up so quickly, and be so successful at an early age and all that know me can vouch for how absolutely shell shocked I was to bag a golden ticket in show-jumping. I'm the girl that never used to jump! Then Ceaser....where do I start? He went out to the qualifier having done very little competing for 12 months, after some time off with his eye and just won. I count my blessings with them both everyday.

Basically, what I'm saying is, if anyone is going to Lincoln and has a spare pair of hands then please yell - or if I look like I need a Vodka, please pass me one.

On that note, I'll leave it there - I just had to share my excitement. We're all allowed to blow our own trumpet every once in a while aren't we? :)
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