Lately our lessons have been less like a marriage counseling session-and more like a team effort. I know what buttons Dee has, and usually how to push them. She has responded so well to being in a more intense program and is fit as a little bay fiddle. Lately I’ve been riding with two jumpers, but feeling more and more like we look like the hunters we are supposed to be.
Lead changes? Sure.
Comfortable jumping a large variety of obstacles? Sure.
Getting the step? Hells yeah-Hony has a great stride.
We’ve been spending a lot of time working on making a decision and then smoothing it out. Making a choice is hard-making it look like you did it on purpose is even harder.
And guys, we’ve been jumping things with a little more height and I have to say that I’ve so missed that little moment, where you collect them back before jumping forward? You jumping people get it, it’s just this perfect little launch sequence. Plus Dee is such a little boss that I get to do what my hunter soul truley desires, which is to stick my butt up over the fence’s arc and pose. Ha!
We’re working hard, and things are coming together. December horse show-I’m coming for you!
Besides having a great support system I place there is one giant thing that has really allowed me the ability to juggle all the pieces in my life. It alone, swayed my husband on signing off on the lease of Dee at the end of the summer.
Queen Dee on Halloween.
Tuesday is my new Monday.
As of a few weeks ago, I have been working 4 days a week. 32 hours versus 40. While I salute all the women out there who stay home with their kids, this actually wasn’t originally a family based decision. I work in an industry directly related to the oil industry which has taken a huge economic hit this year. I volunteered to reduce my hours. Layoffs are not something anyone should go through, and I wanted to do my part to help.
Only once I had the opportunity to spend one more day a week getting stuff done, riding and hanging out with the baby….well you can see where this is going.
So it’s official now. And I love it.
It won’t get me more media because usually I’m practically alone out there, but it has given me so much peace of mind. And joy. Because riding during the day, while your baby feeds the barn cats cheerios is too good to resist.
How old is the youngest/greenest horse you’ve ridden? 4-5 year old sale gelding back in the high school days.
How old is the oldest horse you’ve ridden? Is dinosaur a term? We had this ANCIENT school horse who had to be pushing 27+ when I first started riding.
Were you scared of horses when you first started riding? Nope, it was sheer joy.
Would you say you’re a more nervous rider or a confident rider? Most days I’m pretty confident. I will say that I am very self-preservation based though. Do not like getting hurt.
Biggest pet peeve about non-horse people around horses? Hmmm good question. Maybe when they talk about the time they rode and the horse acted up and it was “so bad”. Whatever peeps.
A time you’ve been scared for your life? I recently rode a friends horse who kind of lost her mind with me and was WILD. I very rarely feel as scared as I was on her. It was not okay, and I was afraid both of us were going to get hurt.
Have you ever fallen off at show? What happened? I like to fall off in schooling, so usually the night before. When I was 11 I was doing a little bareback class and the old man Morgan horse I was riding bounced me right off at the trot. I guess that counts too?
Didn’t fall off it this show-shocking.
What’s a breed of horse you’ve never ridden but would like to ride? Bring me all the pony breeds. But it would need to be a large, because I’m 5’10”. I never got to suffer the wrath of the tiny ponies, and miss it!
Comparing leg lengths to Deedees.
Describe the worst behaved horse you’ve ridden? Sadly I would say that when we were still asking O to jump around, and she was blatantly not interested she could become pretty nasty.
The most frustrating ride you’ve ever had? Ugh, hands down. This day.
When I first started the lease on Dee I didn’t think we’d be destined for the show ring. It was not a place Dee or I have been since early 2015; which seems like a quite a little while ago now that I think about it.
But my barn has this annual holiday horse show.
Rocking the sweater vest…
And there is an ugly sweater rule. As in WEAR UGLY SWEATERS for all classes. Since one of my bigger concerns (of the moment) is squeezing my chest into my hunt coats, I found a lot of comfort in the
hideous glorious holiday sweater vest. And well…Dee and I have been strolling right along in our lessons. We’re working on smoothing out our lead changes, dealing with my control issues on long approaches, and me sucking less at flatwork. Other than that I’ve been feeling very good about our progress as a duo.
You may see where this is going…and yes, Dee and I are headed to our first little horse show as a pair next month. Lord help us both. I have no idea what classes we can do, or really what the rest of the details are. But I have an ugly Christmas sweater, and a super cute little bay mare who feels ready to head back to the show ring.
Here’s some fun media from back in September…Hopefully will have some more new stuff after my next few lessons.