I'm not going to quit my weekly lessons with Trainer, but I do think I need to communicate with her a little better about what I can work on by myself. While she's absolutely giving me valuable tools, great advice, and--above all--making my horse go better, I'm really struggling with essentially riding the same lesson every single day all week until the next one. Being able to progress on my own is very important to me.
Does that make sense? You people are brilliant. I'm sure you get what I'm saying.
|here is my horse on monday because i suck at taking pictures lately.|
I can tell already that these lessons are going to pay off in all aspects of my riding. Obviously stadium is just dressage over fences, yada yada, we've all heard that a hundred times. Me actually taking the time to put that into practice has not been heard a hundred times. When the fences come out, the flat work gets rushed because yay jumping!
However, I want to be better. I'm working my lady balls off trying to improve lately, dudes.
The change is upon me. (I hope you read that in a super melodramatic voice as that is how it was intended.)
So. I erased all thought of the low, wide oxer plopped in the middle of the otherwise empty ring and rode some dressage first. We struggled a little bit to start. I couldn't get Bobby quite as relaxed or round as I have been the past several rides, but I was totally okay with that. Working through shit! That gives me something to do!
Then I started to get a little frustrated with myself and kicked my feet out of the stirrups because flatting in a jump saddle eludes me. Instantly, Bobby softened all over like, "Finally, you fucking idiot. I'm glad you remembered how to ride."
Really ought to fix that, but I love you, dressage saddle.
|here is sunrise in my backyard because i suck at taking pictures lately.|
I did pick my stirrups back up to canter because once I developed a good canter, I didn't want to change anything before turning in to the oxer. Fortunately, I managed some level of competence there and was able to get Bobby into a forward but engaged canter with very little difficulty.
Dressage. It unlocks all miracles.
I turned Bobby down the center line, kept the forward canter, kept my leg on, and he jumped right over it out of stride and carried on like no big deal. I only came over it from the left, but turned in from both ends of the arena. We could do no wrong and I quit after a few times each way.
A quick right lead canter on the trails, and then on to the next horse!
|here is ralph because he is adorable|
and so hungry for cookies.
Ralph is the Quarter Horse BM let me ride a few times while Bobby was completely out of commission. He's western pleasure broke, and he is so hard to ride english. I don't think I've ever had such a hard time getting a horse to canter without flailing around and leaping into a gallop. We just weren't speaking the same language no matter how hard BM tried to help us out.
I'm riding him with Trainer after Bobby's lesson on Friday. We're going to get yelled at a lot. I can feel it already.