This could probably be the title of every post about a lesson, but this one was especially humbling.
It was a brisk, breezy day and we rode outdoors. Lately Alice saddles up her young Azteca mare to ride with me, which I love. Not only does it give us both experience riding with other horses, it also gives her a birds-eye view of my riding, and Henry a kick in the pants. (Would you want to be chased by a fiery grey mare?) I have no idea how in the world she is coordinated enough to both control her green horse and critique Henry and I for an hour straight at all three gaits, but she’s really good at it. She prefaces these lessons by saying “remember, I’m not yelling at you!” because she really does have to yell sometimes, and when the yelling is also combined with chasing it can be a little intimidating.
RCowboy got a good amount of video from this lesson, so I could slowly scroll through and take screenshots of us and remember how little I know and how poor my equitation is.
The words I heard the most during this lesson were “HE’S BRACING” which are also the words I say to myself the most when I ride in the arena alone. In the journey to suppleness and self-carriage we are taking very baby steps which include all the bending and rollbacks and 10-m circles. I am learning how to properly hold my reins and keep my eyes up and shoulders level.
We did have our moments. Some of those turns really got him to engage and when it all comes together Alice gives a whooping “YESSSSS!” and I smile. My mindset and attitude have come a long way and I definitely have fun with these lessons, even if we are far from perfecting anything or even showing consistency. I laugh out loud a lot, because if there’s one thing I can master it’s not taking myself (or any of this) too seriously. I’m lucky to own a horse and have the time and means to ride him in lessons; everything else is just gravy.
When we finished up Alice asked if she could ride him to demo some homework. She first showed me three rein positions to ask for suppleness at the halt and then at the walk and trot. Then she got him to do some very pretty trot and canter work.
A lot of times I have to remind myself that when I got this horse less than two years ago he had 100 days of training, and his trainer spent about 60 of those days just trying to touch him. He came to me with less than 30 rides on him. When I got him, I hadn’t owned a horse or ridden consistently in 20 years. It’s fun to see what he’s capable of in experienced hands, and where we might go with time and patience.
And maybe spurs.