Secondly, more earth-shattering news ahead.
I rode my horse.
At a walk.
IT. WAS. GREAT.
|Heres another pic of my horse standing there being adorable as fuck
He felt really great actually. Quite forward and chipper. It was almost like he was happy to be back at work again. I am giddy that hes "back at it" WAY before expected.
I will admit that I couldn't resist asking for a little bit of trot. It too felt better than I expected, but far from great. I can definitely tell he's lost some muscle and he is extremely on the forehand. Like, really on the forehand. I can't blame the horse, his back feet have been killing him for weeks. But I think we are out of the woods and in the clear (s/o to TSwift) & just need to get back in shape.
I'm not going to go out and sign up for a bajillion fall shows, but I am excited to slowly rebuild our muscle together and heal.
Partners who heal together stay together.
Lol at how small that saddle is for me. I was also wearing my new Piper breeches and have a few words to say about them. Look forward to a product review on them!
Speaking of words, My bad luck seems to be running away with me because my BRAND NEW Fitbit fell off while I was riding at the fucking walk and got absolutely destroyed by a vehicle.
|Seriously? Like, really?