Thoughts While Skiving

 As a neurodivergent one of my key methods of making tack is sit down, work for 15 minutes and if I don’t find my vibe move on. I almost find skiving therapeutic now, I used to hate it with every atom in my body. Anyway this afternoon I sat down at my desk and started skiving and I found a space where I could almost sort out my feelings into logical thoughts. 

It is satisfying in it’s own way isn’t it?

Anyway I realised a lot about the horses and my sort of boy friend. Luke, my friends off the track race horse who she has had for many years has had a rapid decline in health lately which is due to a recently diagnosed heart murmur. For now all we can really do is keep him warm and comfortable and see if the steroids help. Merlin is making exceptional progress however, I am really stoked by how much he trusts me. I (with help from a very experienced friend and fellow club member) have begun the process of starting him under saddle which is going really well and is a huge leap for me as a trainer. A year ago if you said that I would be breaking in a horse in a year I would have said you were crazy I have learnt so much but also feel overwhelmed by how much more there is to learn.