Showing posts with label Horse Riding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Horse Riding. Show all posts

Friday, April 15, 2011

Lesson 7

Lesson 7
Today, we went to the lunging area. Where it all began... i thought, heck maybe the coach is bored, since he wont be riding with me... and i thought it would be one hell of a boring ride. But before, i was helping out with RDA (Riding for the Disabled Association). Amara and I were helping disable kids to ride. There were three kids at the time, can't remember their names....apologies. But i knew they were autistic and the kid that was assigned to me seemed to have the Down Syndrome...maybe... Anyhow, i had Cannon, a horse...quite a terrifying name for a horse.. :D you'll see why soon enough. So Amara and I helped and the horse was quite stubborn...lazy to be exact. So i had to be Aliks when dealing with Cannon...stress.

The Program is wonderful actually, fully sponsored by the Selangor Turf Club. I love this place more and more... :D I wish i could have stayed longer... anyhow, i continued my lesson. Was riding Cannon since he's all saddled up.

This is where the fun begins~~~
For the record, beginner students learn the trot. Look it up. But my coach says that i progress fast.. a NATURAL RIDER... aku apa gik, kembang hidung la... Lalala.... Hehehe

So, he made me do the canter.... stress... Do anyone know what a canter is? Look it up... its a fast paced movement than the trot. Zainal made me do the canter and i was successful after 2 or 3 steps..not bad :D bangga... then trying for the final time, canter...canter..and at the swerve, the momentum pulled me off the saddle and i slip to my left side... landed on my hand, my left side ass, and then my shoulder.. Whoahh!! The agony! My first thought, "did i land on poop?" Looked around "Nope..." "...Aw..aw..aw...aw..aw..aw..aaw.."

It took me a while to stand coz it hurt sooooooo bad... and when i finally did stand up, i see spots...by now, Amara was at the distance, approaching with Adi but Amara looked a bit weird...and later did i realized she was wet...Miahhagfusgflsbdkjghskdj

Anyhow, i see Amara, black spots and my vision became like tunnel vision. Stress... then felt like there's no gravity.. Obviously, i was about to faint but i put my ass down. And when i tried to walk again, felt like the world is darkening... Thank God for Amara for supporting me.. hehe.. if not, i would have kissed the road.

Anyhow, after bla bla bla bla...back pain....blabla bla....can't walk...ass hurting....yada yada yada yada ..maggie goreng...teh o ais limau..yada yada bla bla car...back UKM...

We went to P.K. Pusat Kesihatan.. Love it there...very efficient.

The door was locked and when Amara asked whether we could just wait inside, the answer was.. "no". Then we thought perhaps the emergency department would open. It is after all, emergency department.... you think it would be ready....but noooooooo...it's not. I don't complain for fun...but this is beyond ridiculous. Even heard that someone had an accident a few years/months back just infront of UKM gate, but it took them 30 mins to respond. I mean, this is not some paperwork you can just postpone. A life is at stake...

So when it was eventually my turn to see the doctor, the doctor managed to say to us that they had only one hour break/lunch time. I'm not clever and all, but i believe there is a system called SHIFTS. Where when one doctor is having a lunch break, the other would tend to the sick...and then take turns... stress. Maybe i don't understand the situation, or whatever, but when you are responsible for one's health, ya know...shouldn't you be good at it?

Since the X-ray guy is on leave (am not surprised), i was referred to the Serdang Hospital....took me 2 hours to get to the doctor and the x-ray done, another hour wait for another consultation. We arrived at 3pm, came back at 7.20pm..about that time. stress... all the while, i had nothing to help with the pain..tahan jak la...

For the record, my ass is fine. My bones are intact (though the doc tells me not to move the area too much..but that's impossible considering that the ass is what keeps you moving), swollen and internal bleeding jah...bruises...nothin serious.....and I'm allergic to the pain killers. Swollen eyes the next day...so no pain killers for me.. T.T. Panadol jah...

No one is to blame for the fall...it's a must for horse riders.. quite the fun actually. :D kidding...i can now enter "fall from horse" into my list of injuries/accidents. Feelin a bit dizzy, maybe time to sleep da...

Thanks Amara, for all the help.. Without you, I will suffer.  And Aine, thanks for the care...hehe...sorry lah jee.. (bukan nya ko baca blog aku, erase jak thank you dedication tok).. Thanks Julian for free McD food, tapauing for me. And thanks to those who care...ilek la...aku okay jah. Aine ya emos..

By the way, Amara Yeoh Jo Ann fell into a huge puddle of water while on the horse. Bhahahah! She was wet all over, and shirt muddied.This is so coincidental...happened on the same day... Ngee... Seriously, even though you (Amara) are hurt as well, you still helped me go through everything, rolling me here and there at the hospital ... I'm almost...almost touched. :D Lets go to kenny rogers, my treat...

Although i was tossed off Cannon (irony), i can't wait to be back on my ass  feet soon for more..more..MORE...MORE!!

Lesson 5 and 6

Lesson 5 + 6
Was the usual, trotting... and more trotting...up down up down...

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Lesson #3 & #4

Lesson #3
Well, we continued doing the trot...and i tried the sitting trot and it was damn difficult... :D

Lesson #4
Again, the trot, but this time, Zainal didn't use the Lunge Line. He says i can just go off myself. He took a branch and fashion it into a whip. Then he goes "Okay, go on your own" Stress.. Woody wouldn't trot when i commanded him to...only when i had the whip did it follow me. Horses are afraid of whips i wonder? Anyhoo, we trot, and i get to control Woody, ngee....

Yawn~~ngantok la...

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Lesson # 2

The trot....

See, here's the thing....i assumed horse riders don't do much. Heck, u see them sitting and telling the horses where to go... So i was like, hell, this is easy...even fairy can do it with his eyes closed ~  ~

WRONG!

Yea right! Easy my foot

But before that, Zainal, the coach, is the You-learn-by-doing! type of teacher. I am also the I-dun-understand-what-are-you-trying-to-say-but-i-learn-by-getting-my-hands-dirty type of student. So, we're a match... :D

First, control the horse. Make him obey you. 
Woody, the horse i was assigned to is quite stubborn. He don't give a shit. I mean, seriously...  there is a puddle, right in front of where the coach is sitting (and smoking). Every time i have to make a round in the court, Woody would stop in front or avoid the puddle. 
Coach: Make him go through the puddle! Show who's boss!
Me:..uh...okay (kicks...no respond)
Coach: Tell him what to do! Make him respect you...(something like that la he said, can't remember clearly..too busy being da boss)
Finally, Woody goes through the puddle....
me: phew...hahaahha!!!!!! in your face Woody!

Second, the rising trot
The idea is to rise and sit so it makes it easier for your horse to move...(checks internet) yea..something like that.. :D
Before the trot, the coach tells me to rise and sit and rise and sit....stress.. So, he goes:
Coach: find the beat and do the rising trot. Find your balance. Hands hold the saddle...one two one two one two...
Me: Easy...peh. Piece of cake...
Coach: Ready
Me: Hell yeah!
Coach: Prepare for the rising trot...
Off we go...woody and i...my butt hurts...the metal thingy brush againts my legs..ouch..mommy...

Third lesson..(we were progressing very fast....he says I learn fast.. I say, i'm just lucky...and am actually very worried) coach tells me to lift up my left hand while doing the trot.
Coach: I want you to raise your left hand while doing the trot...okay? ready? Prepare for the rising trot...go..one two one two..up down up down up down
Me: Die la...die la...
Coach: Okay, now, raise ur right hand.. okay go...up down up down up down.. okay...raise both hands...
Me: WHATTT???!!!DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!! 

Fourth Lesson
Coach: Okay, now you do the trot urself...i won't hold the reign...you control him, show who's the boss, rise up and down up down okay..
Me: Wait, i haven't drafted my will yet..(kidding)... 
Coach: Ready?
Me: Yea bebeh

After all that, we ended the class for the day...hell, it was tiring. My leg hurts...it felt like jogging for one whole hour... I just found bruises at my calves.. it is shaped like the belt buckle. Stress~~~ We left the school ad went to McD
Amara: I feel so short
Me: Yea....me too.....  Bubur Ayam McD satu!

Horse Riding: Lesson #1

I went to Bukit Tinggi a few weeks ago. Amara and I wanted to go for horse riding, i mean, that was our main thing. So we went there, and took a half an hour ride...


The handler i was assigned to, taught me a few tricks here and there, on how to hold the reigns, how to stir left and right, how to be in control (i failed this one...the horse couldn't care less), and so, the interest on learning to horse ride was born....

Actually, i adored horses ages ago. I was a huge fan of Xena: The Warrior Princess. Xena had a horse named Argp, and when Xena and Gabriel gallop to save the world, i find them cool. Plus, Argo the horse had his (her? not sure) own character... 


So, Amara (my crazy buddy) and I went to search for a horse riding school nearby and after searching and asking and blablabla, finally, we got into Selangor Turf Club.... The torture begins...

The instructor/coach that i was assigned to is Zainal. Chuckles....reminds me of cohort 4 zainal. Anyhow...first lesson was supposed to be a riding lesson. But it was raining, so we did horse management instead... I met a horse name Jimmy Choo.

First Lesson

How to manage a horse (basic)
First, clean the front hooves...
Me: Die die die die die die die die die die die die~~~
Coach: Do it like this..this.(demonstrate)
Me: die die die die die die die die~~~~
Coach: you try...
Me: Die die die die die [take the pick-cum-brush and cleaned] cool...(wide smile) Done!!
Coach: Now, try to clean the back hooves too. Touch the horse, tell him you're going behind him...no sudden movement, don't want him to kick you...
Me: DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!!!...


Secondly, rub of the fur....get rid of the old fur...
Coach: (rubs the horse with rubber grooming gloves) you are not allergic to anything are you?
Me: Uh..cats and dust...
Coach: Horses? (gave the glove to me for me to try).
Me: We shall see..(groom horse)...nope, not allergic. :D (big smile)


Thirdly, brush the fur off with a brush...(looks like the brush of a drain brush) ...
Me: [Brush~~~brush~~~brush] 
Coach: Okay..nice..see, he's all shiny...i love when horses are shiny. They look nice and cool.. (shiny eyes)
Me: (in head)

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Next, walk the horse...
Coach: Now, walk the horse...don't look at him. Just look where you're going...
Me: okay...(look at horse)
Coach: Stop looking at the horse...
Me:Okay!
Coach: Show who's boss...be in control
Me: (horse pulls me to the grass...) in control my ass...

Well, that was just the gist of lesson one... he made me memorize the saddle equipment... i had problems with "Breastplate", so when i look at the breastplate, i think of bra and boobs... Voila.! BREASTplate!!!

I also had problems with the name "stirrup"...i heard.."stilts"..hehe..(too much Rumpelstiltskin) I had to read the diagram to know the correct name.

Anyhow, that's lesson 1. :D