I had to force myself to ride yesterday. I’m always glad I rode when I’m done, but getting geared up to go is sometimes a massive battle of willpower. It’s difficult to want to ride when you can’t feel your fingers.
We were almost out of daylight by the time I got to Joy, so only a really short ride for her.
They were not the most productive rides. A few trot circles in the “arena” and done. I would not call this “dressage training”. This is what I call “survival” riding.
I have to say, I was very impressed with Joy. I haven’t actually ridden her in a month. I’ve lunged her some, and we’ve done some desensitization training, but no riding. I really expected a spazzed out, flighty pony on my hands. Instead, it was actually quite relaxing and pleasant. I was super impressed.
It snowed and snowed and snowed yesterday…
Ava was waiting on her treat.
I’m having a hard time riding consistently. Between my lack of energy and the the bad weather/footing, I haven’t been able to do more then one or two rides a week (and those were short rides).
I can’t express how badly I envy people with indoor arenas right now.
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My farrier was out last week to trim the mares. Ava is a badly behaved, evil beast when anyone unfamiliar is in the barn. This time she was charging the stall door when the farrier was near it, and then turning and double barrel kicking at him. It’s not specific to him. She does it to the vet, the dentist, pretty much anyone except my husband and I. She’s an indiscriminate a-hole.
Anyway… Farrier went after her (with my blessing). I gave him my whip and when she charged the door he burst into the stall and scared the bejesus out of her (he didn’t touch her, just scared her). I need to pay him more. Poor guy. Has to discipline my horses for me. *sigh*
She used to do the same to me when I was handling Joy or Jessie, but after several “come to Jesus” moments, she no longer even thinks about it. I think the issue now is that she knows I won’t get after her when strangers are around. It’s hard to hold a horse for the vet and charge into a stall to put the fear of God into a horse.
She sure makes Joy seem like the happiest, best behaved pony in the world. 🙂