Caol Ila
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In May, I did a clinic with Mark Rashid, which was motivating and inspiring and made a huge difference in how my horse was going. Enough of a difference that she's now built enough muscle behind her withers to require a visit from the saddler next week.
A trainer has been coming to the yard who everyone rates, and I decided to have a lesson with her, hoping to build on what I did with Mark. I suppose nothing was helped by the fact that the day before the lesson, I had been playing Irish music until 5am that morning, then had to drive like a maniac for two hours to get to the lesson on time. Even so, one of my lovely friends on the yard had to tack up my horse for me. A bit of a scheduing fail. I was knackered and hassled. Got on, noticed we had an audience of a few liveries and the yard owner. Cue me thinking, "Aw, man, this is why I quit showing!"
I explain to trainer our background, that we've ridden up to American Second Level, which is sort of Elementary/Medium in British money. Trainer says, "Warm up as you normally would," which is an interesting instruction given that was never going to happen, with trainer and liveries all watching me ride, and I don't do pressure well. Hence the quitting showing. I harried my horse through a quick warm-up, and she responded to my anxious chivvying the way she does: by going around like a donkey (no offense to donkeys) instead of an Elem level horse. The bad habits I am well aware of and that I compensate for, to a degree, when in a better frame of mind were out in full force. They are pernicious; the more flustered and discombobulated I am, the worse they get, and the horse trundles around on the forehand with her nose poking out. "Come on, mum, I know you can ride better than that!" I wasn't, so we spent the hour working on those habits.
I was a bit disappointed with myself, really. Obviously the trainer can only respond to what they see, especially if they have never seen you or your horse before. I would have done the same thing in the trainer's shoes, which I guess is the trouble. I don't need to spend money on an hour-long lesson to know I need to sit up and aid the horse with calf instead of heels. Trainer didn't give me any brand new exercises to change it, either; she explained how and why they interfere wth the horse's movement and how I should sit on her. I am not unaware of those things; but the incorrect habits come and go depending on how I am feeling when I get on the horse that day.
I envisioned being able to get the horse going well, then work from there and learn something new. Oh, well, maybe try again when the trainer is back in a month or so.
A trainer has been coming to the yard who everyone rates, and I decided to have a lesson with her, hoping to build on what I did with Mark. I suppose nothing was helped by the fact that the day before the lesson, I had been playing Irish music until 5am that morning, then had to drive like a maniac for two hours to get to the lesson on time. Even so, one of my lovely friends on the yard had to tack up my horse for me. A bit of a scheduing fail. I was knackered and hassled. Got on, noticed we had an audience of a few liveries and the yard owner. Cue me thinking, "Aw, man, this is why I quit showing!"
I explain to trainer our background, that we've ridden up to American Second Level, which is sort of Elementary/Medium in British money. Trainer says, "Warm up as you normally would," which is an interesting instruction given that was never going to happen, with trainer and liveries all watching me ride, and I don't do pressure well. Hence the quitting showing. I harried my horse through a quick warm-up, and she responded to my anxious chivvying the way she does: by going around like a donkey (no offense to donkeys) instead of an Elem level horse. The bad habits I am well aware of and that I compensate for, to a degree, when in a better frame of mind were out in full force. They are pernicious; the more flustered and discombobulated I am, the worse they get, and the horse trundles around on the forehand with her nose poking out. "Come on, mum, I know you can ride better than that!" I wasn't, so we spent the hour working on those habits.
I was a bit disappointed with myself, really. Obviously the trainer can only respond to what they see, especially if they have never seen you or your horse before. I would have done the same thing in the trainer's shoes, which I guess is the trouble. I don't need to spend money on an hour-long lesson to know I need to sit up and aid the horse with calf instead of heels. Trainer didn't give me any brand new exercises to change it, either; she explained how and why they interfere wth the horse's movement and how I should sit on her. I am not unaware of those things; but the incorrect habits come and go depending on how I am feeling when I get on the horse that day.
I envisioned being able to get the horse going well, then work from there and learn something new. Oh, well, maybe try again when the trainer is back in a month or so.