I learnt to ride when I was 8. I had to stop in my mid twenty’s because of my joints, they just couldn’t take it, particularly my hips.
My hypermobility means that I can dislocate and damage joints more easily than others and this affects my hips.
A few weeks ago I looked after my friends horses for a week, just cleaning them out, feeding them etc, no riding, but I loved it. I forgot how much I used to love being around horses, just looking after them is enough.
I was never that good at riding, I was always better at the yard work, and, if I’m honest, I preferred the yard work.
My friend offered to let me ride but I declined, i suppose through fear. Fear of being hurt, fear of not remembering how! It’s been 10 years since I rode a horse.
Now though I’m going to face that fear and get back on. My friends daughter is going to re-teach me to ride, I will probably remember more than I think and I know I’ll love it.
I’m part nervous, part excited but I think more excited, fingers crossed.