Barn Rules

So on my way out to the barn yesterday morning, for some reason, I started thinking about what the rules for my barn would be. No idea where it came from, but since the plan is once we're on the other side of the current pandemic to build the new place, which if I get to have anything to say about it, will include at a bare minimum a barn, and ideally a lit, covered area, it doesn't seem entirely out of line. Yes, I realize that a lit, covered riding arena will cost almost as much as the house. I also don't give a fuck. Anyway, here's what I've come up with so far:

Spiderfox Ranch Barn Rules

1. If you're smoking in here, you or the barn better be on fucking fire, and it better not be the barn.
2. All of the ponies in the barn are the best pony.
3. Clean up after your horse.
4. Clean your tack after your ride.
5. There are no politics in the barn. Take that shit elsewhere.
6. If you come off, it's hospital, or back on.
7. Always find a good note to end the ride on.
8. No Rollkur.
9. If you're the last person at the barn, make sure the aisle's sweeped, the stalls are mucked, gates are shut, and lights are out.
10. If you see Fox continually checking an already closed and latched gate or stall door, please check it with him, and assure him it's closed.

There will probably be more added along the way, but this feels like a good start. I might re-visit this list every so often, and make a new post to add to the list as I come up with new ones. Another idea that just came to mind was to perhaps in the near future do a "these are Fox's rules for riding" list, and revisit that yearly. Maybe I'll do that post around Thanksgiving. Which, given the insanity that 2020 has been, may as well be a year from now. We've got the rest of the presidential campaign, and the election to get through before then. Pretty sure that whole mess is going to feel like a fucking year between now and then. I'm just going to leave it there, because rule #5.

Onto the riding, then? Do let's.

After the saddle fitting, and, frankly, a couple of tune-up rides from Christine, Selten was significantly lighter in the bridle. Shocking, I know. And it seems there is a culprit for the heaviness I was experienced that I did not suspect--It seems that I am not giving enough in my outside rein. I have developed a tendency to get in, but not get out, which causes him to hang on it. I also realized one of the things making my rein back so herky jerky and not fluid: I'm clenching with my knees, so of course he doesn't want to move. I'm completely shutting down the shoulders with the upper leg, my seat and lower leg are saying "back up", so I'm saying, "Ok. Back up, but don't... like.... move your front legs." To which, he's rightly responding, "....the fuck?". Something to think about. I also need to make sure that I'm keeping my legs on in my halts. I seem to have gone back to just shoving my feet forward like I'm trying to do a western sliding stop. Except I have no idea how those actually work. Plus, I'm a Dressage rider, so I don't see how that's going to be in any way helpful.

In addition to those productive discoveries, during the lesson, we worked on some collected canter, counter canter circles and serpentines, canter/walks, and simple changes through the walk on the short diagonal. During which, I had the following additional useful observations of things that need to improve:(listed in no particular order)

• In both my walk->canter, and my canter->walk transition, I am hunching my shoulders, and losing my core engagement. I noticed it more so in the upward transition. My suspicion is that this may be another hold-over I have from riding Shadow--bracing for an imminent rodeo that never comes.
• I need to ride my canter->walk to the bitter end, and not stop riding until he's several strides into the walk. I have the tendency to stop riding as soon as I feel him about to slow down, thinking "got it!". So, because I'm not finishing the transition by telling him, "yes, you're slowing down, and I want it to be into a walk", he's picking what's easiest for him, which is to fall on the forehand, and dribble into a walk, rather than sit down, and walk.
• Corners. USE. THEM. WISELY. Especially on the short diagonal. Once you turn that corner and are on the diagonal, there is not a whole lot of time to put your canter together, transition to walk when you hit centerline, and then pick up your next canter lead 3 walk steps later. I of course knew this intellectually, but I got a very visceral feel for it when on one of the diagonals, I really made him sit down, and came out of the corner collected and organized, and the short diagonal didn't feel as short, because I was already prepared for it.
• For fuck's sake, BREATHE, Fox! (This is a continual thing. There is a good chance that I will need to remind myself of this my entire riding career)
• Relax in the counter-canter. I've gotten so afraid that my horse will do a flying change on me (happened on Summer at a show, got railed for it by the judge), that I'm making this so much harder on myself than it needs to be. What keeps the lead is not me getting all tense, it is keeping the outside leg back, the inside seat bone of the canter lead driving, and the horse ever so slightly shoulder fore on the lead I want to keep. The flying change is going to come when those flip. I need to start getting this drilled into my muscle memory.

There may have been more, but those all feel like particularly solid things to keep in mind. I always try to come away with at least one takeaway from my lesson, and that's 5, so, we're just going to notch up a W on that one. These are all things that will come with some more concerted practice, and lots of wet saddle pads. One of the thought processes I've adpopted recently, (shoutout to Fallon Taylor) is that you just need to be 1% better each ride. Slow, or incremental progress is still progress.

And having typed that, I realized that we worked on one other thing--Rein back to trot. That was pretty cool. For those who don't know, Rein back to trot is a 4th level movement. So, all in all, a really good lesson, and a great way to cap off the week. In other news, Christine told me about a recognized show that's occurring the first week of December down in Manor, and asked if I'd be interested in going to it. My initial plan was to do a schooling show in December, and go recognized in early 2021, but I feel like I could certainly put together a capable first level test on Selten, and feel pretty good about being ready to do second level by then as well. It's close to home, and plus, it's at the same barn that I did my first ever recognized show at, so I think it'd be kind of cool to do my first recognized show on my new horse at the same venue. I need to get on getting Selten's USEF/USDF registrations transferred over to me. I will try to remember to do that tomorrow after I get back from the barn. That's enough for tonight, I think. I'll try to update after my ride tomorrow.

Heavy.

This is going to be a bit of a catch-up entry. Last week was a bit of a light week for both me and Selten. Partially by design, also partially by my guilt over breaking my trainer's bridle. Yes, I realize that it is just a bridle, and the important thing is that Selten is OK. I'm not going to try to defend it, so let's just let it rock and move on. Cool?

Cool.

My rides were OK, I suppose, but they were characterized by a single word: heavy. He wanted me to carry his head, and I tried everything I could think of to get him off his forehand and sitting again. Halt to reinback to forward again, trot halt, walk/canters, etc, and none of it worked. I'm trying to figure out why. The only things I can think of are that 1) I wasn't demanding enough impulsion. 2) I was stiff in my upper body, 3) I was curling my wrists and not giving him the inside rein. My trainer rode him today, and when I asked how he was, I got pretty much exactly the response I was anticipating:"A little heavy at first, then very good." My plan for this week in my lessons is to understand what it was I was doing wrong last week, and start training more effective corrections. As for last week, the positives I'm going to take from the experiences is:

• That I was able to recognize he was too heavy.
• That I actually tried to do something about it.
• That I now know exactly why you don't let them scratch their face with the bridle on.
• That my horse is a saint.

Continuing with the positives, tomorrow, the Bridle Suite will be coming out and I will be buying a new bridle (well... two), and SOME. NEW. FRIGGIN'. RIDING. BOOTS. Now, I'm not gonna blame my equipment... but I'm gonna blame my equipment. I hate how it feels to be riding in my winter boots. The fit more like muck boots, (which, well... they are) and I don't have the same feel with my foot and thigh in the stirrup as I do when I'm weearing riding boots. At the very least, it's been distracting, and at the very worst, I feel like for sure my lower leg has been far too busy. Being back in proper riding boots will at the very least remove that excuse. Then, tomorrow, the saddle fitter will be out, because Selten's put on so much topline already that the saddle needs to be re-flocked.

#humblebrag

Well, not really. Credit for that really should go to Christine, not me. She's been riding him more, and I've just been doing my best to not fuck up her hard work when I ride. So after Thursday, there will be absolutely no excuses, or equipment to blame. If there are problems, they will clearly exist between the saddle and reins. I mean, that's where they've always been. So really, nothing will be different, I'll just have shiny new tack.

10 PANIC 20 GOTO 10

Oof.

Not the best day, or ride. Standby for pity party. Actually, fuck it. Hang on one sec more, Imma pour myself a bourbon because it's been one of those. Alrighty, now I can start the pity party.

My original intent today was to wake up early and go ride in the morning before work, but there was an early morning meeting scheduled today that made that not possible. No problem, since I would be able to be done with work in the afternoon, with plenty of time to ride after. Early morning meeting went fine, I helped get the groceries in, and I dialed into my team meeting not expecting anything out of the ordinary. This was my first mistake of the day. (Wait until the last one, though. It's even dumber, and more expensive.) I won't go into the exact details, because A) I'd like to try and maintain some level of privacy, and B) as a rule, I'm not terribly fond of airing my work dirty laundry out in public. But the executive summary is this: I was asked about some goings-on in our test environment, which brought to light that our development may come to a screeching halt, with a very long lead time to recover and become productive again. While we're in the midst of a project that we're trying to launch by the end of the year. And worst of all? It was going to be 100% my fault, and I had done nothing to mitigate, warn, or plan for.

You know, the kind of shit people lose their jobs for.

In an attempt to try and get ahead(??) of my impending unemployment, I sent a series of messages to various Important People™, and since by this time, it was lunch time, nobody was responding. With nothing else productive to do while I stared at Slack waiting for responses, I did the only logical thing--had a panic attack. And no, I'm not speaking figuratively. It was a genuine, honest-to-Goddess meltdown. I have the heart rate data to prove it. Poor Zhi, who was out of the house at a doctor's appointment walked in the door while I was midway through losing my shit. Not a good look on me, if I'm honest. By and large, I tend to be pretty good in a crisis, but for some reason, this particular issue was a bridge too far for my addled psyche. I finally managed to get it together and get back to trying to dig myself out of the mess I had created, when I finally had a chance to get on a call with someone who knew what the hell was going on. And, fortunately for my job, but decidedly less so for my ego, I had completely misunderstood the situation. Everything was fine. There was to be no great cataclysm in our Test environment that I has completely failed to prevent. Good news for my employment prospects. Bad news for my endocrine system. The rest of the work day was fairly uneventful, but honestly, I was cooked, so I was more than happy to knock off early and go to the barn to see my pony.

Since I knew I was cooked, I made the conscious decision to not work on too much today, mainly keep things to a walk, and work on making sure he was using his hind end, and not leaning on the reins, as well as work on some rein back. Difficult to say whether this was just me being in an overall bad state today, or if there was a genuine issue, but I never did really feel like I successfully got him light in the bridle today. I tried all the tricks: lots of transitions, halt to rein back, counterflexing, exaggering the bend, etc., but it was one of those rides where not a goodamn thing you do seems to work. Deciding that discretion was the better part of valor, I called it quits, and hopped off, and went to go muck out the arena. Here's where my more expensive, and dumber mistake happened. While I was mucking out the arena, Selten rubbed his face on his leg, managed to step on his reins, set back, and broke the bridle. It snapped just above where the crown piece joins with the cheek piece. I do not think there is a way to fix it. Fortunately, Selten is OK, and I'm OK. Unfortunately, this was my trainer's bridle that she had graciously loaned me from her now-retired GP horse, and I feel like a grade A asshole that my horse broke it on my watch. Of course, I will be replacing the bridle. That goes without saying. I called and let her know what happened, and she was really cool about it, but honestly, I still feel terrible about it, to say nothing of the fact that my stupid ass called her the night before championships to let her know that my stupid ass had broken her bridle. I know it's just a bridle, and I know I'll make it right, but I'm all kinds of out of sorts today, so I think it's probably best that I wrap this up, get over myself, get some sleep, and start over in the morning. Hopefully tomorrow, I will come to you with 100% less whining.

You Ain't 'Bout That Oval Life

So, I totally forgot to ask Christine this morning about her riding Selten for half the lesson, and me riding him for half. We'll do that Monday. Friday was a lighter day, we mostly worked on bits and pieces of all the things we had been working throughout the week, at a slightly more relaxed pace. Not surprising, since Selten worked pretty hard all week, and I figure it I want Fridays to be light days at work, then it doesn't hurt to extend the same courtesy to my horse from time to time. Plus, I'm giving him a full weekend off, he's earned it.

As well, in the interest of full disclosure, I'm writing this on Sunday afternoon, and not Friday, because I got home, did a whole bunch of chores, cooked dinner, and promptly passed out. Yesterday, I went to help a friend out with some house stuff, Dawn came over to drink Margaritas with us in the orchard, and then we watched the UFC fights. I slept way in today (I guess I needed it), and after doing dishes and watching YouTube videos for a while, realized I should go ahead and finish this entry up, so here we are. Back to the pony stuff...

Like I said earlier, Friday was a bit more low key. We sort of worked on all of the things that we did over the last week, but the main thing I remember about the lesson was an insight into collected vs. extended canter. When you are cantering, your seat travels in an oval. If you want an extended canter, think of the long side of the oval being horizontal. When you're collecting, think of the long side of the oval shifting from horizontal to vertical. It was a helpful visualization that I'll need to work with some more, and as luck would have it, I ride again tomorrow, so there'll be a chance to test it out again.

After our lesson, Selten got some body work done on him. In just the month I've had him, he's already started to muscle up, and it's time to get the saddle fitter out again to adjust his saddle, since there are a few pressure points that he's getting, so that'll likely happen at some point next week. Speaking of next week, Regional championships are next Thursday - Sunday, and the barn will be packing up and heading out to those Wednesday, so I'll be holding down the fort at the barn for the rest of the week. I did qualify for regionals this year at first level on Summer, both GAIG, and SWDC, but since A) We're in the middle of a pandemic, and B) I just bought Selten, and would much rather devote my energy to working with him, and hopefully qualifying for championships on him next year, I decided to stay behind. That's really all there is to report this time, so I'll leave it here. I should have more to say tomorrow.

The Tyranny of the Left Rein

It's been a really good week of riding, but I think both Selten and myself are a bit tired. As a case in point--I got home from the barn a little after 16:00, and after doing a few small things around the house, laid down on the couch, and promptly zonked out for about 45 minutes. I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised, according to FitBit, I've burned an average of 3000 calories a day, and have almost certainly not consumed anywhere close to that many. Even with all the candy and cupcakes I've been eating. (They're all gone now, in case you were wondering. And for the record--they were delicious.) I woke up later than I intended, 07:00 instead of 05:30 (Oops. But... I'm on vacation?), and made it to the barn just before 09:00, and brought Selten up, and started tacking.

Happily, Christine asked me what I wanted to work on today, and as I noted in yesterday's entry, I asked that we work on turn on the forehand, turn on the haunches, and reinback.

Ok, also: is it rein back, or reinback?!?

Just checked the USDF 2-3 test. It's rein back.

Now that that's settled, onto the lesson. We started out working turn on the forehand on the left rein, and, put mildly... it did not go terribly well. At the moment, turn on the forehand is hands down my weakest movement, and while I always kind of suspected why, today it was made very, very plain. Which for sure was frustrating, but by breaking the movement down piece by piece, (and, candidly, still failing to successfully execute the movement), I've identified several issues to fix.

1. I am trying to make the movement happen with my hands, especially on the left rein, which is his harder side.
2. My left leg goes completely MIA, so I'm not helping him execute the movement at all.
3. I'm not making enough of a distinction between my leg being at the girth, ahead of the girth, and behind the girth
4. The left wrist is at it again. I noticed that whenever I get frustrated, or am trying to make something happen, my left wrist almost immediately starts curling in, and the rein comes across the neck, which of course only further impedes what I am trying to do. Then I get tense in my upper body, then the horse gets tense, etc.
5. I tend to try and make the whole turn happen, rather than being content to get a step or two.

To shake these issues out, Christine had me walk down the quarterline, and leg yield the shoulders in, and once I was in that position, bring his haunches towards the rail. Pretty much immediately, the issues highlighted above started making themselves apparent one-by-one. Job #1 is to stop curling my wrist, and keeping my inside rein hand low and open. Since the barn will be gone next week at championships, I intend to spend a lot of time working on the exercise of leg yielding the shoulders to the center, and bringing the haunches around while staying out of my hands.

There's not too much to report on the rein back today. I made a few incremental improvements in making sure to use leg rather than reins to make him back up, and got a little better about making the differences in my seat clearer between "back up" and "walk off". I do need to come into the halt more straight with more impulsion, but that's going to continue to be a work in progress.

So, all in all, a good lesson. A bit frustrating at points when my brain couldn't make my body do what I knew I needed to, but that's just going to come with more time and reps. It was just a year ago that I was having no end of trouble with walk/canter, and generally keeping my horse straight. Just keep grinding, don't beat myself up too much, and a year from now, I'll likely have a completely different set of nagging issues. Such is the way with Dressage, it seems. And on that note, over the past year, or so, I've noticed a very definite shift in my overall mindset in how I approach Dressage. It's all about the training and improvement, not the hardware and satin from the shows. What was good enough today, is not going to be good enough tomorrow. And, I'll be working on riding inside leg to outside rein my entire career, I'll just be doing slightly fancier stuff while I'm doing so.

Not gonna lie, though... I definitely enjoy seeing all my ribbons when I walk into the guest room, and drinking wine out of my first place HDS wine glasses. As for tomorrow, I think the plan is to do a training session where Christine rides for half of it, and I ride for the other.

G r a t i t u d e

Another good ride today. So far, I've ridden every day this week, and Lord willing and the creek don't rise, I'll ride tomorrow and Friday. Getting out to the barn this week has been super simple, since I decided to take a week's vacation off of work, with the express intent of spending every day at the barn. I'm tired, and maybe ever-so-slightly sore today, but I've been getting a ton out of my lessons. To recap the past two days, we worked on:

• Collected canter
• Shoulder in (at trot)
• Haunches in (at trot)
• Renvers (at trot)
• 10m Canter circles with haunches in
• Trot down quarterline, renvers, take that shape to the rail
• Canter down quarterline, shoulder in, take that shape to the rail

In an excellent example of why I need to recap my lessons on the day I have them, that's mostly what I remember from them. Well, that and a couple of general themes. First off, I'm starting to get the hang of how a proper, uphill collected canter is supposed to feel, and relaxing as I'm riding it. Earlier, I had the tendency to tense my adductors, and curl my shoulders (for reasons that are still lost to me), making things so much more difficult than they need to be. I also had the bad habit of trying to make the collected canter happen by tryng to use my hands to rate the gait rather than using my core and seat to set the length of the stride, and only using a half halt in the outside rein when needed, and staying he hell out of his mouth otherwise. By no means is it yet perfect, but it is starting to get more consistent. Plus, I've had several good circles of the collected canter, so I've memorized what it should feel like. And I know they were good because my trainer was yelling, "YES! EXACTLY LIKE THAT!". So what, exactly was that feeling? My legs were relaxed, but my inside leg was on when needed to keep the forward, my seat and core were keeping the horse compact, and my hands were quiet, inside rein open to invite the shoulder to come in towards centerline. The overall feeling was that he was sitting on his haunches, and if I had the desire, I could have put his shoulders anywhere I wanted them by just using my upper thigh. Since the collected canter was going so well, towards the end, my trainer had me canter 10 meter circles with haunches in. Which, I think is a preface to canter pirouettes.

Generally speaking, I'm also starting to get much better about using my core, and getting out of the nasty habit of trying to fix so much stuff with my hands, which Selten made readily apparent. That trait is one of the things I like the most about him--he is an excellent tattle-tale for my bad habits. And speaking of bad habits, when my reins are too long, or when I'm tired or tense, rather than having the rein aids come from my elbow, I will tense my forearms and curl my wrists, which, you guessed it--translates to tension in the horse. I wish I could tell you that's getting more consistent, but that is very much still a work in progress. Some days it's better, (like today), other days, decidedly not. It'll get there, just need more time and reps (and probably my trainer screaming at me about it a bit more won't hurt.)

The final thing worth noting from the last few days' rides was a realization I came to yesterday, towards the end of my ride: I have the tendency to over ride. And I know exactly how I got that. It's a coping mechanism I developed riding Shadow. Towards the end of my riding him, he had taken to breaking in half, so to try to avoid that, I would try to ride very precisely, and micromanage every single body part to try to A) prevent the Rodeo and B) get some sort of advance warning one was about to take place. I came to this realization as I was cooling out, and replaying the lesson in my head, and noticed the parts of it that were the best were the parts when I stopped micromanaging every. single. little. thing. and... just rode and did what Christine was asking me to do. I even told her as much, and she agreed that that assessment was right on. So, something to keep firmly in mind, moving forward.

And forward we go! Onto today's lesson. Today, we worked a little bit of collected canter, and then Christine asked me if there was anything in particular that I'd like to work on. I had to think for a second, but came up with two things:

1. Trot extensions
2. Rein back

On the trot extensions, Christine had me do a 20m circle, extend on the open side, and collect on the rail to start with, just to get him using his hind end, and then I went large around the school, going up the quarterline instead of the rail on the long side, collecting on the short side, and extending as soon as I got straight on the quarterline. As always, the corner is where you sit your horse down and tell them something's coming, and you ride inside leg to outside rein as you're extending the gait. To help with this, one of the exercises I moved to next was leg yielding out to the rail in the extension to both develop the feel of the inside leg riding to the outside rein, and to get Selten keeping his hind feet together and pushing up and forward, rather than letting them go wider than his front feet, allowing him to fall downhill. I did get one really nice quarterline of the extension, but I unfortunately couldn't memorize the feel, I was so busy trying to force myself to not tuck my knees up, keep my stirrups, and sit the trot, rather than flopping around like a narcoleptic fish. Oh, yeah, and keep breathing as well. That's important. The upshot is--I know I've got it in the tank, now to just chip away at each of those pieces, and in time, it will come.

Now, before I move on to the rein back, a brief aside. About a week ago, my beloved Mountain Horse field boots that I've had since 2012 blew a zipper. Which, according to Austin Shoe Hospital would cost $150 to fix, and take 4-6 weeks to get done. So rather than wait that long, I decided to go ahead and buy a new pair of boots. As I write this, I have a pair of Airat field boots on order, and I've been riding in my winter riding boots, and let me just say... there is a reason I stick to my regular riding boots, even when it's freezing out. What I really want is a pair of these:

Don't tell my sweetie, but a pair of those may wind up being my Christmas gift to myself. :D

Anyway, onward to the rein back. The main takeaways on that for me today are:

• It is an excellent way to develop your horse's hindquarters in a low-impcat way,
• A square halt is paramount to the quality of your reinback.
• You can, in fact supple a horse while they are backing.
• Add. Leg. to. rein. back. The backwards movement does NOT come from your hands!!!
• Rather, the reinback comes from your seat rocking forward ever-so-slightly, adding leg, and when it's time to step off foward again, tuck your seat back under, and, you guessed it--add leg.
• The reinback to the forward walk should be a fluid movement. 4-5 steps backward, to an immediate forward step. No pause in between.

To finish the lesson off, we ended with working a little on turn on the haunches at the walk. The sticky wicket for me in this movement currently is keeping the haunches in and walk active, as well as ensuring I'm putting my outside shoulder back. When I was working on the left rein, I for some reason decided that my left shoulder needed to be back, and was very confused as to why it wasn't working. I also need to do a better job of staying on my inside seat bone to pin him down to the spot and not let his haunches out of the movement. If I'm given my druthers tomorrow, I think I'll ask to work turn on the haunches and turn on the forehand again, and see what that brings. Looking forward to it.

In closing, I'd like to take the opportunity to 1) make the title of this entry make sense(unlike me, I know...) 2) give a brief snapshot of what's going on in non-riding life. As much as this blog is intended to be a chronicle of my riding efforts, I can't pretend that my riding occurs in a complete vaccum.

So, why gratitude? Put mildly, world and domestic events have been kind of a shitshow in 2020. We are still in the midst of a serious world-wide pandemic of COVID-19, which to date has killed 200,000 Americans. I forget how many globally, but America far and away has the most people who have died from the illness currently. Protests against police brutality and racism have been met with asymmetric uses of force by city, state, and federal government, and we are in the final 40 days of a seriously contentious and divided Presidential election. Not only that, but the economy is seriously hurting right now. There's a lot more, but I think that's enough to set the tone. Also, it's currently 23:40, and I want to wrap this up and go to bed so I can ride tomorrow.

So--again, why gratitude? Every day I go to the barn, having made sure I have a face mask to wear, I remind myself how INCREDIBLY AND UTTERLY fortunate that I am that I am in a position to own and ride such a wonderful horse, that I am currently still employed, and finally, that thus far Zhi and I remain relatively healthy. The rest of 2020, (and, if we're being 100% honest here, probably all of 2021 as well...) is going to be a crazy ride, so I'm going to do my best to be grateful for the things I have, and not devote much energy to worrying about things beyond my control. And that, I think, is kind of at the heart of why riding horses is so important to me. I can't be worrying about the results of a presidential election when I'm trying to collect a canter. I can't scroll through social media, or the news when I'm mucking out stalls, filling water buckets, sweeping, feeding, tacking, untacking, or cleaning tack. There's only the moment, and task at hand. Even the bad days, when I can't do a goddamn thing right in the saddle. From here on out, I intend to be grateful for every stride, be it a 10, or a 4.

New Horse, Who Dis?

Well then. It has been a hot minute since I've last posted on this thing. Nigh on EIGHT. GODDAMN. YEARS. if you're counting, which I am. As you might imagine, quite a few things have happened between then, and now. I reserve the right to do a longer retrospective post at some point in the future(hm... maybe for New Year's?), but for now, Imma just lightning round it.

• I got serious about improving my Dressage, and set myself a goal of earning my USDF Bronze medal.
• I've started competing in recognized Dressage shows, and qualified for SWDC regional championships at first level in 2019
• Scored > 70% in a recognized show
• I wound up Jousting both Zigs, and Shadow.
• I changed jobs twice since.
• I traveled to India, Germany, Iceland, and Belize.
• Shadow bucked me off, and I suffered, and recovered from an unstable burst fracture of my L2.
• Both Zigs, and Shadow had to be put down the same summer, within a month of each other. That was rough.
• The last time I jousted was 2015.
• I rode Icelandic ponies in Iceland. It was amazing. Also, Iceland in general is just epic.
• We did a trail ride through the Jungle in Belize
• Since Shadow and Zigs passed, I leased both an Irish sport horse, and a Morgan, both mares.
• Coincidentally, I discovered that I AM in fact, a mare person.
• So, of course, I bought a Gelding.

A 10 year old, 17.1 GOV, as a matter of fact. As I write this, I've had him for almost 5 weeks, and I'm extremely happy with him. That's honestly part of why I decided to get back on the blogging horse. In addition to that, I've decided that I'm going to try rather than setting New Year's Resolutions, I'm going to try setting yearly goals on my birthday, using this blog to track my progress toward (most) of them (some will stay off the internet, because, privacy), and I think also now that I've gotten very serious about training and showing, it'll be cool to have this as a time capsule to look back on, to see where I've come from. But, without any further gilding of the lilly, let's get to the good stuff. (dem goalz...)

Goals

• Figure out how to consistently ride at least 3 times a week, ideally 5.
• Qualify for GAIG championships in 1st and 2nd level
• Get my bronze scores at 2nd level
• Trot down centerline at least once at a recognized show at 3rd level
• Stretch Goal: Get my bronze scores at 3rd level, and earn my Bronze by my birthday 2021.

That's the plan. Now to put in the work.