Today was the first Sunday lesson in ages. M is out of town, so I wasn’t sure when I left this morning whether or not D would be there. If he wasn’t, I was going to just brush Blondie and go back home. When I arrived, I was happy to see most of the Sunday crew at the barn.
D said he wasn’t sure if I was going to come or not, and he had already worked Blondie. After a few minutes, he told Kim to throw a saddle back on her, and we would work her again. At first he said he didn’t want her trotting until he had her racking again, but when we got to the arena, we did the usual walk/trot/canter. I was even able to get Blondie to canter both ways, on the correct lead, every time I asked. When we were done, D said that it looks like I’m finally learning how to ride. Then he reminded me that I couldn’t even walk a horse correctly when I first started riding there. I’ve come a long way in a year.
After Blondie, Kim gave me an equitation lesson on Harley. I kept getting his canter leads wrong, and the really bad thing about it is that I still can’t tell whether I’m on the right or wrong one. It’s so frustrating!