I could blog about a lot of things. Like my recent lessons. They’ve been OK. Or my rides. Nay Nay’s had a lot of energy. Or the damn right lead. It’s been pretty consistent. Or the fact that Nay Nay has now been renamed The Frat Boy. He’s a pig in his stall and has a party every night. Damn frat party.
I’m too much of an idiot to focus on that.
I rode on Tuesday. And destroyed my 3 month old helmet.
Yes. I destroyed it.
The guy helping me at the tack store described it as catastrophe.
Lady at register: Did you fall off?
Man helping me: Her helmet was involved in a catastrophic event.
So yeah. There was that.
Somehow? I managed to drive my trailer over my helmet.
I ALWAYS put my saddle in my truck followed by my bag before loading Nay. Except there was a shit ton to election day traffic on the road outside of the barn and Nay Nay kept getting stuck and I almost dropped my saddle. So, the barn manager grabbed it from me and I unstuck Nay. Then, she tossed it in the truck. Instead of putting the bag in the truck? I must have left it next to the truck and just hopped in after loading him… I don’t know!
Anyway, I didn’t feel myself drive over it, but I made it the 3 minutes home and received the following:
And with that? I’m the biggest idiot in the world.
Thankfully, Fair Hill Saddlery was having a 20% off sale with an “I Voted” sticker. For the first time in my voting career (every election since I turned 18), I got a sticker. And like an idiot, repurchased my Charles Owen MyPS. Ugh.
So advice to you all? Don’t be like me. But, as my mom said, at least I didn’t run the helmet over with my head still in it?