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Bast is at that moment in his training where I’m asking him to work within a box daily. Most days he’s the sweetest and hardest working of gelding brains, turning himself inside out to figure out how to make his body work the way I ask. However. Every other week, we have THAT escoliosis lumbar levoconvexa RIDE.

You know the type. Everyone has them. The ride where you get on your horse and wonder if aliens took him in the night, whether changling horses are a thing, or if he fell in turnout and suffered a massive TBI complete with memory loss. In short, it’s bad.

For Bast, these rides typically result in 20+ minutes of evading the box. Poor dear child, he thinks he’s trying new things by shifting his haunches willy nilly in response to pressure, tossing his head, rooting the reins, and falling on first one shoulder, then the other.

Little does he know, his brother was 500x worse. It’s a rough life as a kid with a mama who has survived all this crap before.

My response is typical and effective. I shorten my stirrups, so my leg is very secure. I then I put my legs on and my hands as still and forward. We ride many changes of direction in a forward gait until he aquieses to my request to keep his haunches under his body and to flex throughout his ribcage. Like I said, he typically gives in within 20 minutes or so.

Yesterday, however, he was ready to die on this hill. I assume his lack of turnout the day before in frigid temperatures contributed to the attitude. My choice to address his balking at the arena door where we must stop to open it didn’t help. He was jumpy to start, and already defensive. Still, moments of relaxation glimmered. Just before the incident, he had stepped into the most glorious uphill right lead canter of his life.

It started beautifully. Bast flowed into contractura muscular lumbar an uphill trot, moving into a shoulder fore to the left, a movement we struggle with daily. I sank into my right ankle, supporting his outside hind and reminding it to flex and push. That’s when he decided he had one more evasion in him.

He spied the window in the arena side door. A window already passed 100x already, with zero change in view or light. And he, very uncharacteristically, spooked hard to the left. My right ankle, flexed and turned slightly out, took all my weight for a moment while I balanced.

That’s all it took for a subtle pop to start causing me immediate and severe pain. I pulled up Bast, then collapsed over his neck cursing and panting. At first I worried the ankle had broken, but as I gingerly moved it, decided the outside stabilizing tendon had just peaced out instead.

After walking a good bit, I was able to finish out my ride and get off. (Ouch. Hai ground.) My Petries seemed to be supporting the ankle, and I was loath to take them off. However, I had to change them out to something more mud and ice worthy to get Bast back to turnout (which he clearly needed). The boot change took my breath for a moment, but was acomplished. The horse was turned out, and I headed home to a night of ice and ibuprofen.

This morning the ankle is definitely still tender. I have hopes the whole injury is minor. I am able to walk mostly unhindered (going down steps is a nope, which sucks as I live problemas lumbares in a basement apartment). The swelling is minimal, and my range of motion seems to be increasing already. Fingers crossed this is a short setback.

I have to be honest. A few things went into this injury, beyond Bast’s spook and my shortened stirrups. I’ve been neglecting stretching and working out for far too long, allowing my calf muscle to overbalance my weaker ankles. Plus the right stabilizer was already angry from a couple of weeks of hiking in deep snow and ice. One sharp movement at the wrong angle was all it needed to snap into an acute injury.

I feel like my worst injuries have actually come from not falling off my horses, now that I think about it. I’ve had my nose broken a couple times, when the back of my horse’s head met my face. I’ve had damage to my teeth from similar things. Not to mention the kicks and head injuries from dealing with easily startled horses on the ground. Probably falling off is safer for me at this point. Anyone else feel that way?

I’ve written repeatedly about my love of galloping my horses, but maybe I haven’t mentioned how much more I love galloping my horses in the snow. After moving to DC from Indiana, I realized snow gallops would go from being something I enjoyed regularly to an extremely rare treat. The Mid-Atlantic simply does not maintain cold enough temperatures or receive enough snowfall to safely enjoy cavorting in the snow on horseback.

Saturday, the repeatedly changing forecast called for 4-6 hernia lumbar tratamiento casero inches of snow at my house in the city, and 2-4 inches out at Bast’s farm. Substantial snow by this area’s standards. But by Sunday evening, that forecast was looking laughably inadequate.

By Monday morning, downtown DC had received over 10 inches of snow. The farm was coated with almost 12 inches. The sustained cold overnight temperatures meant the white stuff was perfect, fluffy and light. Underneath the muddy ground was still frozen and stable. That meant only one thing…

I joke that part of the reason I keep my horses barefoot is to enjoy snow frolics at the drop of a hat. With their unadorned feet, my horses have never struggled with balled up snow or traction. We’ve always simply enjoyed a good romp, the deeper the snow the better.

Bast wasn’t sure about cirugia de columna lumbar hernia de disco moving off in the snow at first. He took a long walk to find his confidence in the footing. He clacked his bit nervously, and moved slow behind for awhile. However, once he realized I would happily support him, he was ready to dig in.

We got off to a bang of a start when Lyra flushed a deer and Asterid set off after it. Despite my calling, Asterid continued to make her way across the large field toward the retreating deer. I knew I’d have to go after her. Thankfully, Bast has proven himself to be a handy cow-pony. This summer we frequently had to run down his cantankerous older brother, who loves to break his halter and go running back to his pasture. I figured he’d be up for running down the dog.

The ride wasn’t long. I didn’t want to stress Bast’s legs too much in the deep dolor de lumbares footing. However, we did work on some dressage training while we had the added resistance of snow. I enjoyed how much more it made Bast use his back and lift his legs. We did some compression/lengthening work at the trot.

We also did plenty of work at the canter, reminding Bast to keep his balance. He loves to pull me forward and lean onto his forehand, and the snow made him want to do this more and more. However, with some work his canter really became an uphill and beautiful gait.

I’ll also be carrying forth the memory of our joyful galloping and partnership. These sorts of snow days are so valuable for both the break they provide in the monotony of winter training, but also the building of enjoyable memories between horse and rider. I value them so much.

Unfortunately, we’re now in that weird part of Mid-Atlantic winter where nights hover around freezing, but days can average in the 50s. This meant rides in the evenings were too warm for the ridiculous insulated parka Bast felt it necessary to sprout this year. The move to the new barn has meant access to the amazing indoor arena, where the escoliosis dorsolumbar derecha temperatures are much warmer. This made for a very sweaty pony, and late nights waiting for him to dry enough to put away.

I knew I’d need to clip him soon. So, I scheduled a hot Saturday date with my boy and his hairy pony body. Unfortunately when I got there, I realized my clippers were still in a box at the other barn. Ugh. Plus, when I peeked at my horse he was coated on both sides with thick dried mud. Insert bath time.

I have no idea why my thoroughbred grows such a ridiculous coat, but I was so happy to see it go away. Not as happy as Bast’s excellent clipping manners made me, however. After years of having to drug and twitch Pig to clip him, having a horse who stands with his head buried in the hay cart while I clip absolutely makes my day.

I very nearly shaved Bast’s legs, but decided to leave them for now. The silly hair shelf formed by his thick furred hind legs makes me giggle, but I might end up shaving it off come March. It looks rather silly, and the shedding will make me crazy.

After clipping off that insane hair blanket, it became much easier to evaluate Bast’s condition. I’m a bit disappointed with how he looks right now. Stress made him break out in mild fungus on both sides of his shoulders/neck. Plus he lost contractura lumbar ejercicios some weight with the move, on top of being a bit thin before we left. He definitely needs more weight and muscle, which we are already addressing with the feeding and riding programming at the new barn.

I know Bast and I’s work is going to change with the move to the big barn. With that in mind, I want to remember what our last quality of work was at the last barn. This should help me see what kinds of changes we have made, both good and bad. Always have to keep an eye on how our training is actually developing.

Our trot is finally starting to find the glimmer of straightness. He’s beginning to stand up in his shoulders, finding his balance. This makes him much more handy when it comes to not getting stuck on the wall or careening around turns. The straightness is also leading to much more active trot, without as many moments behind the vertical.

When we left we were finally find a great canter, especially exciting in the left lead. To the left he’s always been a lot flatter and more four beat, lacking a moment of good suspension. I had a breakthrough in early December that allowed us to improve the balance. My shoulders and hips needed to better shape and guide his shoulder and hip alignment, allowing him to actually straighten and step under himself.

Photos are nice, but you really need video to see the gaits and the changes we’re making. Thankfully a barn friend managed to grab some escoliosis derecha video of us on one of our last days at the farm. It’s a short video showing some trot and canter figure eights.

I’ve been obsessively watching the Robert Dover Horsemastership Clinic on USEF Network this week. Dover is such a positive trainer, and I love how much value he places on praising and rewarding the horse. That’s a lesson I am always trying to internalize, especially with Bast’s more sensitive temperament.

During every lesson, Dover has been emphasizing something he refers to as the "rubber band" concept. He explains this as the feeling of an extended trot existing within your collected trot, and visa versa. With every horse and rider combo he came down hard on any half halt that backed the horse escoliosis lumbar de convexidad izquierda off. ("The half halt shouldn’t back him off, it should just put more energy into his collection.")

This is a lesson I think every horse needs to really internalize, and every rider needs to find comfortable. The impulsion of an extended trot sitting within a collected trot can feel … downright explosive. In a young horse especially it can be a bit too much to keep under control. That’s where the training comes in.

In every ride, I need to put more forward in back into each gait. I need to continually remind Bast not to get comfortable at one speed, and to always be ready to rev his hind end engine faster. We tend to get stuck in a "nice" trot. Or a "relaxed" canter. Or a "soft" walk. Relaxation is awesome, but relaxation in movement is the cornerstone of dressage training. I need to find the relaxation, then bring it into the forward and back work.

This sort of training will allow Bast to become more responsive to my leg, without being over-reactive. It will also teach him more acceptance of the hand aids overall. He struggles with both concepts, as many young horses do. This can only help him, and I need to keep it top of mind. My trainer and I have worked on this sort of thing in the past, so I am totally set up to add in more of this right now.

Dover would constantly ask a rider to half halt off one rein or another. Usually this rein corresponded to the rein the horse was either backed off on (inside or outside) or the hind leg that was lagging behind. Then he would ask the rider to flex the horse with the other rein, to keep them supple. This, of course, was backed up by the riders body and leg forward and suppling aids.

This is a concept that works very well with Bast. He tends to be very inconsistent on one rein or another, while I allow him to escape, half halting and flexing off the one rein he’ll touch. Big mistake. I need to be more accountable here, and demand he come up into the half halting rein and ask him to drop into the contact with the supple rein. Riding like this exposes all of the holes dolor lumbar pdf in his training, which is exactly what I want at this point in his training. We’ve gotta get those filled before we can ask for more!

– The vision of the rider. He demanded that each rider think positively about their riding and find their confidence. He demanded they be realistic about their position, and held them to changes he wanted to see. However, he emphasized how visualization and belief you could do a thing (extended trot, 21 flying changes, trotting by something scary) were important to make a thing possible. Often he would say things to a rider like "think extended trot" instead of "ask for extended trot". The mental game is huge.

– End a lesson when the horse gives you good work, and don’t make them sour bringing them out the next day to drill something they don’t need to drill. A student was schooling excellent Grand Prix work escoliosis consecuencias, and Robert suggested she actually not come back for the next day of the clinic. Instead he said the horse would benefit more from an easy day at home more. It’s not often you see a trainer suggesting a rider not lesson with them.

– Finding and using stability in the upper body to recycle the horse’s energy. He reworked several rider’s positions in their upper body, putting emphasis on the arms being close to the body and the back being straight and strong. I definitely struggle here, so you can be sure I was paying attention.