|So cute it hurts.|
She was very complimentary of Fawkes, which is of course the fastest route to my heart. I take an inordinate amount of pride in this horse since a) I am not confirmation expert but I have always liked how he was put together and b) I have put the literal blood, sweat, and tears into transforming him from retired field fatty into the well muscled beast he is now. His vet, saddle fitter, and chiro have all told me how evenly muscled he is which is likely a combination of good genetics and also my hard damn work. So yeah, I get a little smug when people say how good he looks.
Then we went onto trot poles that she gradually built into trot poles to a bounce. Since Fawkes was being brave we were able to focus on pace and my equitation. Which translates to not letting Fawkes alternate between sucking back and rushing and trying to get me to correct my rounded back (sigh, that will probably never be fully solved) and the fact that I get my butt way too far out of the saddle.
Guess which one of us was easier to fix?
|Case in point. Back isn't terribly round here but why on earth do I feel the need to jump ahead? Not impressive. However, his neck use here is yummy.|
|No seriously, it makes my teeth ache how cute he is|
There was definitely some progress. And what I love about having pictures is that I had a chicken wing elbow thing going on tonight that I didn't notice while riding. Will need to keep that in mind next time. Also interesting looking through the photos is that I seem to have an easier time riding correctly when he doesn't over jump. When he puts a larger effort in, I seem more inclined to jump ahead. Need to think about the causality there. Maybe me jumping ahead makes him over jump....
|Back definitely better, butt still too high. And get me |
some blue cheese for those chicken wings!
Another thing to put on the list. Sometimes I get a little overwhelmed with how much I need to get better at, but mostly I really love the challenge. This sport is fun for me because no matter how many years I ride there is still so much to do! And because when I do finally get something right, Fawkes almost inevitably improves as well. Most likely thinking "Finally, that stupid girl started helping me instead of asking me to compensate for her mistakes. Now get off and get me a carrot."