When you find the one, you just know it's right.
Things just fall into place.
Everything you used to struggle with just seems to disappear.
Then you know, it's the one.
*Cue Angels Singing*
No, I am not talking about the right man. Or even the right horse.
I am talking about the right saddle.
This weekend, H let me ride in her custom Devoucoux Bizzaritz.
And I have to say, it was nice. I liked. I liked a real lot.
The Devoucoux is known for being a very rider-friendly saddle, and now I know why.
I felt like everything just fell into the right place. All my limbs seemed to go exactly where they should, and rest lightly in place. For once, I wasn't fighting to be where I should.
The only thing that gave me pause, is that I have heard negative things about Devoucoux and back soreness. My saddle fitter K absolutely hates them. It is the one saddle brand I have heard her speak out against.
Boca's appointment with the sports medicine vet is Thursday. If saddle fit ends up being the issue, or is compounding an existing issue, a saddle change may be on the agenda.
A certain blogger may or may not have spent some time googling used Devoucoux over the weekend.
So blogland, help educate me. What do YOU know about Devoucoux saddles?