So here’s my horse being a BAMF in the warm up ring before our Stadium round… Yup… The unrideable horse over-jumping what is supposed to be a 2′ vertical but honestly, I didn’t get down to measure.
I was definitely nervous. I had never done anything like this before and our issue of the year has been getting on. Not that he won’t stand at the mounting block or for me to get on, just this uncontrollable flood of anxiety when I put my foot in the stirrup. Like those random flashes of that car wreck you were in years ago that you get when you touch the handle of a car door. But you still somehow manage to open the car door like I still manage to throw a leg over. It’s funny how his whole body just breathes for me when my tiny butt sits in the saddle. “It’s okay Mom, I’ve got you.”
And he did today. He totally had my back even when he was completely unsure of himself… Or me… He took my word for it that we’d make it through.
I think I picked the right discipline for us… Finally. It only took 5 years and a whole lot of work… Worth it? I think so.
I couldn’t have been prouder of this horse today.
I couldn’t have been prouder of either of us.