and I are getting our house and property on Maryland’s Eastern Shore ready for the summer. We always host our annual family crab feast and a couple of pool parties. We also love to hang out at the local dock bars. We live on the ocean gateway.
Here is a perfect day. I am nervous as usual, before a game. First time with our new pro, Jose fresh from Argentina – a 4 goal player. Turns out, he never played in the arena before! Considering, he is very very good. Well, he did most of the work, it was a very fast game for me, our team mate Tim was very respectable. Our competition was STIFF. We held our own the first 2 chukkers, and then they stopped making mistakes.
I did fall off Canela – I was riding into the wall, and got confused as to which way to turn. She didn’t know what I wanted, because I didn’t know what to do, and we went in different directions – lost my balance, and slid off. Just a skinned elbow and bruised ego – needed a leg back up (she is so tall for me). Back into the game. I promised myself that I would not come off the next time.
I woke up envisioning hitting the ball to the back wall of the goal. We will play in the arena today and I am starting my self-help talk to hit the target and to ride as fast as I can. I am on a strong team but the other team is strong as well. I always play the forward Number 1 position, and my main job is to ride to the goal to receive the pass from the back. I had a spectacular miss – extremely frustrating – I can ride fast and get to the ball, and then I can’t hit it – horrible waste of a great pass, and very humiliating. But I am learning, and promise myself to work hard to put it together.
Marcos gave me a beautiful bay mare to ride in the first chukker. Her name is Coneja, which means doe in Spanish. Love her! She is mine for the season.
Yesterday the rain held off just long enough to get the season started. I always get nervous before I play, and this time especially because I had not been on a horse since October 30th. On the drive to the fields I gave a self-help talk: “I am NOT going to listen to my body” (fearing lack of stamina) . “I am going to be as ready as possible to hit the ball…I am going to get out of my comfort zone and ride as fast as possible.”
Marcos gave me “my” two gray mares to play! That was a relief, knowing my horses, it was a very happy reunion.
Everyone is getting ready for their game. This picture does not do it justice – I will work on capturing the images over the summer – you have to get the feeling of everyone’s rigs, their horses, their colors.
Here’s the lineup:
The fields are too wet, we are playing in the arena, so 3 on a team. Grateful to be playing with 2 very strong players. I had played with 1 person on the opposing team, so it seems manageable. We played 4 chukkers straight, and I listened to my self-talk – I was not exhausted! I scored 2 goals – we do not keep track in these games, it’s practice. My aim was to be respectable, and I think I was. Not great, not terrible. I have so much potential!
The club picks a member to provide a picnic after Sunday polo – Chris and Maureen had fried chicken, salad, drinks, and sweets on the deck.
Wayne was the umpire in the first game. His horse is beautiful! I was the weak link in the picnic, feeding his dog my chicken skin.
We got 3 complete games played before the rain came. Success. Thank you everybody! Looking forward to a great season.