BlizzardBudd
Well-Known Member
sorry for the possibly long post 
Right lets start at the beginning:
When I was younger (around 5/6) I used to have a brilliant instructor, she inspired me to get better at riding and she made me stop my bad habits and I got quite confident. Then she left and she got replaced by an awful woman (N). N made me jump all of the horses who ran out at the fences or just point blank didnt jump and she knew it, she just didnt like me! After a few months I dont know what happened but instead of the horse not jumping I didnt want to. I used to either stear around the jumps or just refuse to do them. N just got mad with me and chased me with the lunge whip or made me cry, so i then had to stand in the middle and watch! She then left, we got a lovely male instructor (M), who no-one seemed to get on with, but M never forced me to jump. He made it seem like my choice to do the jumps
I got my confidence back a little and he left.. We then got another male instructor (D), who again gave everyone else a hard time but I got on wih him. Anyway to get to the point. I have found that I have never had any confidence to go to over the height of 2'6, I really want to jump higher but i just get really bad butterflies, freeze up and cause the horse to take off too soon, which causes some horses to mess up and do a dodgy jump. 10 years later I feel I am ready to leave it behind me!
Thank you for reading, polos for all
Right lets start at the beginning:
When I was younger (around 5/6) I used to have a brilliant instructor, she inspired me to get better at riding and she made me stop my bad habits and I got quite confident. Then she left and she got replaced by an awful woman (N). N made me jump all of the horses who ran out at the fences or just point blank didnt jump and she knew it, she just didnt like me! After a few months I dont know what happened but instead of the horse not jumping I didnt want to. I used to either stear around the jumps or just refuse to do them. N just got mad with me and chased me with the lunge whip or made me cry, so i then had to stand in the middle and watch! She then left, we got a lovely male instructor (M), who no-one seemed to get on with, but M never forced me to jump. He made it seem like my choice to do the jumps
Thank you for reading, polos for all