Monday, July 25, 2011
Summertime and the Livin' is . . . SWEATY
I don't like the heat. I like the cold. I can put on more clothes but there is a socially acceptable limit to what I can remove.
Even if I had the energy to ride, the look on Cricket's face clearly says, "Don't even think of putting your butt on my back." And frankly, the idea of sitting on her hot body isn't so appealing either.
But camp is coming up. Less than three months until my L3/4 camp with Carol Coppinger. I need to get moving.
Cricket is shaking things up . . . again. God forbid that mare give me more than a few days of thinking I've got everything working. All our progress with cantering, freestyle and CS riding has hit a wall. Literally. Cricket has taken to running, at a good canter, straight into the wall. But only when I have 2 sticks. Hmm, how interesting. Of course she's not so stupid to actually hit the wall and she's not so right-brain that she's doing this out of fear or lack of confidence. Her sole purpose is to scare the sh*t out of me. It's not working and I think that's pissing her off even more.
This has nothing to do with cantering or carrot sticks and everything to do with the balance of leadership between my horse and me. I'm not sure how to convince her to fully turn loose to me. If nothing else, I'm sure Carol can help us when we get to camp.
Despite the heat and humidity, I need to start a plan to get some things tuned up before camp. I'm so excited to be able to show Carol how far we've come since she last saw us together.