So glad I planned ahead like that.
Yeah, like you can even start to take credit for that stroke of luck.
Whatever. I'm still going to count it since so far this week: Delight has had a meltdown, I got stomped on so hard I was worried I broke my metatarsals, and I fell off a horse. Shit assed week.
I need this win.
Fine. Keep it.
Anywhoo, since I was wallowing in self pity about how sucky I am and why do I even try to ride this lesson day came at exactly the right time.
Using the hind end?
Hell to the no.
|Little Pony is not amused. Not at all.|
|Evidently I was in barn uniform today|
And next up was the Buca-Tee...
|ITS A TROT!!!!!|
We pretty much schooled the half-passes asking for less trot and more sideways to keep the quality of bend. At the trot. And the canter. I even nailed my fours (shut it. Counting is hard).
After some satisfactory work, we moved on to improving the trot.
Oh, sure. Don't just let me sit up there and enjoy the fact that I am actually trotting. Nooo that would be to easy....
And I'm pretty sure that I nearly died. How is it so hard to sit the trot on Bucky when it's so easy to sit the trot on Tilly? Gawd, I wish I had longer legs!
Look at those itty bitty legs on that big fat horse.