They say the hardest part about riding..

Is the ground. And they are absolutely correct. Broke my no fall streak today. And decided to make it a whammy of a fall.

The weather was beautiful, so hubby and I saddled up. It was the first ride of the year, and George was acting a bit fresh before I got him saddled up. We got on and headed down the road, everything was great, until hubby's horse was acting like his normal idiot self and started dancing and spinning. George lost it and started doing this weird canter bucking thing. (Ps when he was just cantering...he was super smooth!) and I stayed on as long as I could, even after I lost my stirrups, but I just couldn't stay on anymore and bailed off. Thank God I decided at the last minute to put on my helmet, but I wish I would have put my crash vest on. 

I'm waiting for the results of my  chest and knee X-rays. I really banged up my knee, and it's kinda hard to breath. Super fun. I feel like such an idiot for bailing off, but seriously, I felt like if I was to pull him back, he would have gone over on me. Probably not the case at all, but at the time that is where my brain was going.

Side note, George is going to a trainer next week!