Anywhoo ... I ride every. Single. Day. Unless it's pouring rain, which has only happened in California like three times this year, and it happened at night or while I was at work so even then it didn't prevent me from riding. We also go to our cabin monthly, but even then I try to ride right before we leave and I always hop on as soon as we come back. Except this weekend we might actually leave and be gone for two nights which means I definitely won't ride on Saturday. Which also means there probably won't be a Saturday blog post. My apologies as there likely won't be an internet connection.
So, giving up my saddle for any length of time was just something that I couldn't stand to do. But ulitmately, I admitted that I needed it fixed. I called Jack over at Granite Station Saddlery and explained how absolutely important it was that I pick up my saddle the very next day (if at all possible, sir). I am sure he stood there with the phone hanging loosely as he rolled his eyes thinking, this gal is slightly nuts. Who does she think she is? A dressage rider? Even with my unreasonable request, he assured me that it could be done and that I could pick it up by four. Whew! As promised, the saddle repair was done as I arrived before 4:00 the next afternoon.
I of course forgot to take a photo of the "broken" part, but here's a photo of the left side. The stitching that holds the knee roll in place is done with a very loopy stitch. I don't like it. On the right side, the thread snapped and unraveled. I am sure the same thing will eventually happen on this side, too. I did ask that this side be repaired as well, but the worker who actually did the sewing didn't understand my request. No biggie. When the threads on this side break, I'll just take it in again.