The Boy was fantastic.
The mare was fantastic
Our dinner out was fantastic.
Even the road-trip candy we indulged in was... fantastic.
Not so fantastic? My ability to ride. Both lessons left a LOT to be desired in terms of my muscle tone, timing and general ability to be more effective than a loose sack of potatoes on Prairie's back.
I'll go into further details later, but suffice it to say that my "claw" of a left hand is back (Why I think that grabbing, pulling and clenching my left rein is ever a solution, let alone a universal one is beyond me). Also, I still can't quite walk normally due to my death grip half halts that were an attempt to stifle any actual movement on the mare's part.
But, other than that - Fantastic!
|note: I'm 5'11". mare is BIG|
More on my totally embarrassing lessons to come! I even have crappy video (The Boy forgot his fancy new camera... so iphone will have to suffice) assuming I can get the courage to publicly display the dismal, dismal state of my skilz.
So things still to come:
- More details on the terrible-horrible-riding
- News on the Trailer front (we went shooopppppinnnnng)
- A random rant. I ran into my old BO and felt very blown off. I'm trying to determine why this is irritating me so much. But it is.