She’s trying to kill me… September 8, 2008
Posted by kimayars Arena Work (Horse)
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I think my trainer is trying to kill me. Today was an awesome lesson, but was also an acute reminder that I am out of shape and stiff. It was like an endurance race for pretzels. Except that I am not a pretzel.
Seriously, we worked some more on my position while at the same time working on Tigger’s suppleness. I love the work ethic of this horse. He tried to do everything I asked him. He was a super good boy.
With respect to my postion, I tormented “small and weak butt muscle” by trying to engage my driving seat and using less leg. And to be honest, I don’t really use that much leg with him to begin with, so being able to take this “lightness of leg” thing further is really intriguing me. This new position I’m trying to adjust to comes in spurts. I’m not strong enough to hold it just yet. It can be a little frustrating. My butt will be sore tomorrow.
What I find myself thinking about is how hard Tigger tried today. He was tired in the end but still kept on going. He’s so cool. I worry a bit about pushing him too hard. I hope I know when enough is enough. I’ve never ridden a horse with potential like this, so it’s hard to know what to do with it. I am getting the distinct impression that my trainer’s expectations have risen a tad.
So we were both tired afterwards, but it was a great lesson. The canter tranistions were some of the best he’s done. Not much lift yet but more balanced. His tempo is WAY better and his “freak out” is getting less and less.
I really like this horse.
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