Today, feeling rather stiff and sore (- side note: I average about 1 fall a year, always somersaulting off over the shoulder. The answer is simple, I need to keep my heels down and my butt in the saddle. Apparently that is a concept I do not grasp. As a further countermeasure I am considering signing up for vaulting class* with the sole purpose of learning how to do a forward flip off a horse and land on my feet - because seriously, the awesomeness of that move would totally outweigh the shame of falling- ) and not wanting to risk lightning striking twice, I took Bridget for a short visit with Mr Round Pen.
The Devil Pony pretty much instantly revealed herself. So much rudeness, so much anger that she wasn't getting her way. Good thing I brought a long longe whip. I might need to look into a part time job as a lion tamer or something ;) A little while later, the devil pony was exorcised and a reformed, polite pony followed me out to the arena.
I got on, and...nada. Literally, nothing. She could barely summon the energy to trot, let alone jump. Like a toddler after a tantrum, Bridget was ready for nap time.
|Rolling here, rather than sleeping, but you get the idea|
Back to the barn I went and grabbed my spurs. And viola, we were back in business. I started out riding too defensively and my timing felt really off as a result. Bridget wasn't really taking me to the jumps, either, which felt weird - it's been a long time since I've felt like I needed to really ride her forward to them. Luckily, we picked up momentum as the lesson went on and finished with a couple of small courses that felt really good.
In virtual news, we've added another 2 weeks of miles. Our tally so far for 7 weeks of riding is 31 hours in the saddle and 313 km estimated distance. I'm OK with that given my work schedule and the fact I didn't ride for 2 of those weeks due a plague virus!
|This looked like a nice field to place our virtual campsite in|
I'm feeling a little more optimistic that we'll survive the weekend. Seems like lots of bloggers are getting out for shows this weekend - best of luck to everyone and see you Monday!
*Provided I can be exempt from wearing spandex suits. Cause those are a total deal breaker for me.