After spending time ruminating on the second day I went into the third with a change in attitude. I told Eric we needed to just go jump some jumps without pressure first, so Penny and I did so. Then I told him we need to just focus on a few crucial things, because if I have to think too much I over ride trying to do everything and then when I can't do it I get frustrated and break down. So, we worked on me keeping contact with my right hand (since it likes to go on vacation) and riding as quietly as I could. As a result, we were good. About halfway through Penny started bucking at canter transitions again, indication I was over riding. It is now really evident to me how quietly I need to ride her. I'm not entirely certain I can ride that subtly, but I'll try my best. At the end of our ride Eric said, "You know what you need to work on" and indeed I do.
I've decided I probably won't clinic with him again any time soon. I need Penny to be more amenable to the aids so I can do the exercises he sets without ending up with Pissed Off Pony. I've also learned the high pressure schooling situation is not for me at this time. When Penny and I have more experience then yes, I'd love to give it another try, because we'll get more out of it. For now though, low pressure.
A Note About This Blog
I used to be a writer. Unpublished, but a writer just the same. I have several 100,000 word novels sitting on my hard drive. Then I fell off a horse and got a concussion that scrambled my brains really good (yes, I was wearing a helmet.) After that forming a written sentence was very difficult for quite some time. It's still difficult, but at least now generally the sentence structure isn't egregiously flawed. Verbally and written wrong words pop in, I switch words around, and sometimes I make no sense at all. It isn't because I don't have knowledge of grammar and punctuation, but my brain simply can't do it sometimes. Reading this blog you're accepting that there's going to be things that look like typos or make no sense. It's not because I don't proofread, it's because my damaged brain doesn't see what's wrong. I try my best, but things will slip through. I don't need them pointed out, I know they're there, but if I continued to worry about them I wouldn't write at all. I didn't for quite some time. It's painful as a past master of words to use them so badly, but fortunately the words don't seem to mind.
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