Yesterday a friend gave me a reality check. Turns out I’ve been inadvertently exaggerating my issues with Hemie; namely, by using the “R” word (rear), when what we’ve been experiencing is better described as getting stuck/nappiness/stalling out/bouncing around/resistance to moving forward/getting light up front. Not actual Black-Stallion-style rearing. For whatever reason, in my head it became bigger than it was. Maybe because it *felt* so dangerous? Anyways, sorry about that.
Moving on, Monday night Hemie got a longe and bit-up and practice ride. As you know, I’m a master leather worker/cheapskate so I decided to make a flash from an old bridle’s throat-latch and add it to our longing bridle.
Hemie was a good sport about it, and salivated more with this bit than normal. Our ride was so-so. It took a while to get our groove. The words of Denny Emerson (“negotiating aids“) and Dr. Christian Schacht (“you’re dancing, not fighting“) floated into my head throughout the ride, which I think is a good sign.
I’ve been constantly checking on saddle fit and evenness over the last few weeks. I’ve decided I’m going to get my jump saddle re-fitted/adjusted, but I think my dressage saddle is just fine.
Hoping the rest of our rides this week go great since we’ve got the show this weekend! =)