pnap
Well-Known Member
So had first dressage type lesson with Jack last night.
First instruction given - "Put your stirrups down 6 holes - your perched up there and your lower leg is far too far back". That's right people 6 holes - now I tried to explain to the bloke that at 5'3" I am slightly short in the arse and I wouldn't be able to reach the stirrups at that sort of length - to which he replies oh yes you will but you will have to reach for them. So I duly put the stirrups down by said amount and we set off at a "working trot". I obviously proceed to bounce about like a complete novice to which there is much laughter from yard owner at the side.
Next on the torture list is getting a "noticeable" extension in the trot down the long sides. I can't use my leg properly with the stirrups that long and Jack is lazy in the school at the best of times so nice dressage man starts chasing me like a demon with a lunge whip down long sides. Once we're getting "noticeable" extension in trot he focuses on my position again and starts screaming about pushing my fairy forward and sitting back. It took me a wee while to realise just which part of my anatomy was said "fairy". Bearing in mind I have a high wither saddle, and was in fits of giggles at some 24 year old man shouting about fairies in all sincerity, I did try to accommodate his instructions and managed for a whole side of the school.
Needless to say today I am in agony - however I did enjoy it and have booked another lesson for next month.
First instruction given - "Put your stirrups down 6 holes - your perched up there and your lower leg is far too far back". That's right people 6 holes - now I tried to explain to the bloke that at 5'3" I am slightly short in the arse and I wouldn't be able to reach the stirrups at that sort of length - to which he replies oh yes you will but you will have to reach for them. So I duly put the stirrups down by said amount and we set off at a "working trot". I obviously proceed to bounce about like a complete novice to which there is much laughter from yard owner at the side.
Next on the torture list is getting a "noticeable" extension in the trot down the long sides. I can't use my leg properly with the stirrups that long and Jack is lazy in the school at the best of times so nice dressage man starts chasing me like a demon with a lunge whip down long sides. Once we're getting "noticeable" extension in trot he focuses on my position again and starts screaming about pushing my fairy forward and sitting back. It took me a wee while to realise just which part of my anatomy was said "fairy". Bearing in mind I have a high wither saddle, and was in fits of giggles at some 24 year old man shouting about fairies in all sincerity, I did try to accommodate his instructions and managed for a whole side of the school.
Needless to say today I am in agony - however I did enjoy it and have booked another lesson for next month.