But now we're back in California where my wonderful amazing barn friends are... and something is different about me and the barn than it was 3 years ago. I guess I needed to hit the reset button. I'm not even going to try to analyze it. I'm just grateful for it.
I ride this cute little morgan mare named Rogue. She's not mine. She belongs to the daughter of another of Debbie's students... the daughter has just gone away to med school, and so someone needs to keep Rogue working. What a deal for me!
Yesterday we hit a milestone, Rogue and I. We went over a cross-rail! It's been more than 3 years since my last cross-rail. And we had a blast!
It's baby steps toward a goal of confidence and joy in riding... and I'm hoping that I can transfer it over to other areas of my insecurity and anxiety-ridden life. I'm going to beat those monsters yet!
Awesome! I did lots of crazy things with horses when I was a kid. We'd go find fallen logs and jump the horses over them. We were absolutely insane, but it was so much fun. I haven't been riding in years. I think the part that I loved most about riding was how I got to work with a horse, something so big and powerful, and how they could meet you halfway (or not, as the case sometimes warranted!). It always struck me as half impossible.
ReplyDeleteYou and Rogue make a fabulous pair. :-)
ReplyDeleteSo great to hear! And yes, those monsters are in serious trouble...
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