A baptism by fire is still a baptism, right?

Many new things happened during this lesson.

I rode in the middle of a group lesson with about five other riders in the ring. Not a problem, but more to keep track of.

A cold front brought intense winds, so the entire barn was rattling with spooky monsters according to Riley.

I went in with a sparkling attitude, brimming with excitement and optimism. Truly, this is the best I've ever felt going into a ride.

I fell off.

So many of us riders enjoy a color-coordinating outfit based off our horse. Perhaps, we ascribe to color psychology and want a pair of breeches in every emotion we want to channel. Some of us encounter lifestyle changes that change our bodies' shapes and sizes often, so buying multiple sizes is a must. If you crossover disciplines, maybe you want different cuts and seat styes.

All these situations are personal and different. Thus, there is no cemented formula or answer to deduce, but I'm still willing to try.

My second ride back was a pleasure!

This time, I rode another senior, been-there-done-that eq horse named, Gunner. He's a lovely, dark chestnut with an adorable face and a quirky personality. If I thought Riley was behind my leg, Gunner was even more so. Luckily, we spent the majority of the lesson focusing on getting some quality gaits out of him.

Riding Diary – 10/15/21

This week, after about five years out of the saddle, I got back on the horse.

My emotions leading up to the lesson were high. Sometimes, I'd catch myself tearing up imagining what it would be like again. I felt like a kid again, bursting with pure energy.

Other times, I'd desperately wrack my brain for dusty memories. Did I remember how to tack up? What all did I need for a walk to canter transition? Often, I'd have small epiphanies and remember that I do know how to do this. It's just going to be a matter of unlocking my muscle memories and being open to teaching.