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Galooomph Went the Little Mad Maori One Day....



Thursday 17th March 2016, the girls from Nudae are doing the Dolly Parton "Working 9 to 5".

Morgan and I were left in charge of our little slice of heaven, for the week while the girls were away, or as I like to call it, when they leave me in charge: "The Asylum"

As we'd managed to keep the place nicely moving along, without burning the joint down, killing ourselves, or anyone else in the process. We were both given a beautiful gift of Gratitude, and I'm especially ecstatic with mine.


I must admit, I did have an emotional moment, but hey, it's ok, I got over it.

Friday Morning arrives, I've also been given the day off to enjoy doing whatever the hell I like...and that's exactly what I did.

Dropped my Rug Rat off at school, came home and prepared for what was, is, and always will be, one of the most memorable lessons of a life time.

Lorraine, will usually ask what it is we want to work on, and she's usually more in tune with what will help, than you are yourself. Today was going to be no different.

I'd done some prep work before hand, and had "Chillies" saddled and ready for a nice morning or learning and, I thought, anything else that might happen for the morning. You think I'd have learned by now, YOU'RE NEVER READY, UNTIL YOU'RE READY!!!

I realise I must have been ready for what was about to happen, as usual, I just didn't know it.

We started off with some Lateral Flex, Direct, Indirect and back up. My power steering was non existent, up until such time as I figured out how to ask properly. I was getting some serious resistance in my flex, and lets face it, No Flex, No Stop. Oooops that could be a problem. And as Shane is famous for saying..."OOOH WE'RE GONNA LEARN SOMETHING TODAY"

and Thankfully we did. I need to say, we have a better understanding of the ask now, and it has given me the confidence to Trot even more...and I just need to say this as well. I LOVE IT!

Ok, says Lorraine, I want you to trot around the Arena three times in this direction, yield to a stop and then trot in the opposite direction and yield to a stop.

I have been becoming more and more confident with the sitting trot, but being the chicken I am. 3x ??? Each Way??? As anyone who has had a lesson with Lorraine knows, she'll only ask you to do, what she knows you're capable of doing. You don't have to know you're capable, Lorraine knows more about our capabilities than we do most times.

Soooo, what's a Mad Maori to do...Trot of course..and we did.

We threw in a couple of Canter Strides, (Unintentional of course) and that got a bit hairy for me, but I stayed on, learned to bring him back down without too much panic (I said without TOO much, not without ANY) and we continued on. Keep him on the rail, ask him forward, sit back, relax ....Holy Crap, we were doing this and it was amazing.

I still need to relax more, but I wasn't terrified, I wanted more, and he was giving me more.

I don't really know which part we were doing when the Smile that crossed my face, did just that, crossed my face from ear to ear. I don't really know when I started to laugh like a maniac, I only know I did, and I was loving it.

Now it was time to practice some of our One Reign Riding Assignment, of which I'd never attempted to do all in one go. I don't know how to explain the exhilaration, excitement, achievement, amazement, and sheer joy I got from doing my sitting trot circles, throwing the rope over, and keeping him moving while doing it. You see every time I threw my rope over "Chillies" would stop. I knew I was stopping him, but wasn't really too sure how or why.

Now I knew, and we were doing it. OMFG...who knew, I had only hoped this is what it would be like to get him really moving forward, and me not being afraid to let him.

I have always imagined myself, trotting around and smiling and laughing and Cantering??? I'd seen so many of our fellow QS'ers doing just that, and one day I wanted to be able to do that too....Today was that day.

We were moving in some, what seemed to me, nice circles, when, of course, Lorraine says, OK Nita we're gonna try for the Canter (On purpose this time)

At this stage I was High as a Kite and she could have asked me to climb Mount Everest, and I would have thought that was possible.

and we're off, walk him out, sitting trot, ask him, lift your hand. Relax, and I don't even know how many times we'd done those circles, before something just didn't seem to be going quite right. Errrrmmmmm

I felt myself slipping, WTH was going on here, we'd been at this for an hour or more and I was still smiling and yahooing my head off, when it clicked. My saddle was slipping, I had to let go, I was stunt riding like a maniac, or so I thought. What do I do here, oh, ok, let yourself go, let him go and GALLLOOMPH.

I hit the ground, had not let my rope go quick enough and felt the burn.

Kerensa and Lorraine both moving, blurry grass, blurry sky, blurry legs, mine and his... holy shyte, I'd fallen off. He hadn't bucked or done anything at all wrong. My saddle had slipped...DOH!!

Kerensa: "Are you alright"

Lorraine: "Are you ok" attempts to put stubborn Maori in recovery position...


Kerensa: (insert giggle here) YES!!

Me:"Is he ok"

Kerensa: "Yes, he's fine"

You know that beautiful boy, could have gone straight through me, but chose to step around me, in a trot, or maybe it was a canter, I'm not really sure, I was on the ground and sort of laughing I believe. (Not sure what the hell was happening really)

But I do know, I could have been seriously hurt, if he'd not have been the amazing boy he is, if it had not been for the confidence and connection Quantum Savvy has bought to our lives and for all of the support I get here at home through the Program.

I could have been really really hurt. I also have to thank Maxine Williams for me not being harmed in anyway. Maxine gave me a Helmet, as I didn't have one and didn't wear them until M'bah, clinic with Mel. Thank you Maxine, after I'd scraped myself off the ground I looked at the helmet, and there may have been a giant lump on my head had it not been for that helmet. It had a bloody big grass stain on it that would have been my head if not for the helmet. Thank You.

You might ask, "What the hell's she still laughing about". I'm laughing because I had the most fun, I have even more confidence now, if that makes sense, and I smile because I felt the way I believed riding should feel and would feel, and the way I felt FREE....

Oh, and you can be Damned Sure, we tightened that girth strap back up and got the hell back on again....


and even had a cheek to do our Mounting Assignment as well...bhahahaaaaaaa









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