I’ve quickly discovered after years of having and riding horses that were a little warm under the collar, that riding the quiet ones is much harder than it seems. My mare is a great example of such a ride. She looks sweet, she looks quiet, but really sometimes I feel that she is purposely being TOO quiet to irk me. Today was one of those days. She was really excited to come inside, get her grooming, but once I had my feet in the stirrups she acted like a slug. A fat, lackluster, slug. My calves are going to hurt badly tomorrow, because even with spurs she made no part of our ride easy. Urghhhhhhh.
We also had to have another conversation (O and I) about the mini. It was outside, basking in the sun, being adorable during our ride. O had just started to accept the mini horse when it is walking or standing around with it’s blanket on. The fact that it was laying down….game over. We could not handle that today apparently. So we did about 50 circles in the corner of the arena closest to mini until she actually gave in and worked at a nice trot without giraffe-ing her head towards the sleeping pony.
I had one other to ride today, and the mare was really good. She worked well in the ridiculous wind, and it’s always fun to get on someone different. I also used her for my final two point challenge times, since I spent most of my ride on O convincing her to listen to me. Starting time was 4:14, final time was 6:05. Some improvement, but I wish it’d been more!
The wind had one last victory today…my favorite glasses!