Three days to go.
1. Lapse into sullen silence. When husband asks what’s wrong, complain that you can’t find the excellent Dressage Today article on “How to Braid Like Anky” and that because of this setback, you may have to drop out of show.
When husband replies, “What’s an Anky?” walk out of room and vow never to take another dressage lesson from him.
Worry that you won’t be able to braid like Stephen Hawking if your fingers don’t heal soon.
2. Realize that you haven’t ridden in a ring with more than two other horses for twenty years. What is that rule about passing during warm-up? Left to left? What does that mean, anyway? Spend twenty minutes thinking of horrifying dressage pile-up that may ensue as a result of your inability to tell left from right.
3. Retreat to bed with pizza and book about mixed martial arts competitions, which sounds quite a bit less stressful and dangerous than dressage shows.