I Think I'm Starting to Get This...

This week's lesson was great. I feel myself just getting better and better.

The first week of January's lesson, I just wasn't on. I was having seriously technical difficulties with my left side, not just my hand. Kept letting my outside aids fall to the wayside. So she kept getting away from me in her collection. I wasn't connected to my core so she was kind of all over the place because I was all over the place. The reference my coach uses for what my outside rein should be like is that it's like a tight rope, and there's a little man trying to walk it. If it bounces, your little man will fall off (which is not what you want). It means that your contact with her outside is not constant. That lesson, every time I looked down to check, there was my rein, bouncing all over the place. I couldn't feel that my hand was letting the reins slip or anything. I think that was the most frustrating thing. I couldn't feel my hand and what it was doing. I thought that it was ok when it wasn't.

This week's lesson I worked on my canter. Canter serpentines! It was really cool, I'd never actually done them before. Tiffany is so pro. Sadly, someone emailed about her the other day, so I might be out of another horse. On the up side, my coach said that she'd get the girl to come out on a Wednesday when I ride to showcase her. FML. So much pressure!!! Maybe I'll get Tiz to come out and tape me as well. =D that'd be pretty epic.

Canter serpentines... Just not flying lead changes in between :) 

Seeing the Wee Beastie

I finally went and visited my wee lil beastie, Petey. I had the most awful dream about him the other night, I dreamt that he had died! And then my friends were all being really unsupportive of me, I woke up crying. Fell back asleep, and went back into pretty much the same 'Pete dead' dream, but this time I could see him, and it was like he had come to say good bye. Again, woke up crying. Not gonna lie, pretty darn traumatic.

So I made a decision to go see him (make sure he's still alive) and he is. Alive and well. Almost too well. He has too much spunk! But that's why he's mine. I had a little love fest with him, took too many pictures, but they look so good! But the creepy thing is, even though he's not dead or dying, he's still leaving!! He's being shipped off to London, Ontario for a trade horse thing with another coach (One of my old coaches, to be exact). Premonition, or what! It's cool because I haven't seen this coach in ages and it'd be awesome to go visit her. And an hour and a bit east or west doesn't really make a huge difference.

Tiz came up with me, and he was riding Lake Skimmer, and I'm so happy that he loves it! Makes it so much easier because he's always like, 'Let's get a farm, Jazzy'. Me: We don't have money. And I thought we were going for apartment first? (Oops, did I just spill a secret ;)?) It was such a nice day out, all sunny and warrrm. Woot for the first nice weekend in spring, spent with the ponies! I went total drill sergeant on his ass, coaching him. It was pretty fun, and I was totally into it, and he and I could both see/feel results. Go me! Haha.

It's been a long day, but it's been fun. Gotta hit the hay, as they say!
xoxo