I’ve got horse show fever. After visiting Hillary at Roberts Arena this weekend and my Instagram being flooded with pictures from WEF, all I really want to do is step into an arena and horse show. Of course, I’m not quite ready to show 2’6″ again yet, but I’m working towards that goal ever ride, every lesson. Also, I may have purchased a Show Vibes sweater to ease the pain (#sorrynotsorry). Naturally, I’ve started a countdown to our first show of the season in late May: 108 days to go ya’ll.
Miles had it easy last week: we only rode three days, including a walk-only trail ride. Then he got a four-day weekend. That’s all well and fine; I don’t mind Miles getting some time off now and then, but I’m itching to get down to business. He felt fantastic during our hack on Sunday, if not a little bit excited to get back to work. Monday is our typical lesson day, so when the temps dropped and it started snowing, I was anxious to get out to the barn. Trainer allowed us to move up our lesson time, so it was a bit crazy in the arena. The kids were prepping for IEA Regionals this weekend (Go Team Brookside!), so there were lots of horses all over.
Miles handled the chaos well, although he wasn’t afraid to show his displeasure by cow-kicking out on our way to our warm-up jump. We worked through that quickly, and then he was stellar. As I told my husband that evening, every horse is going to have evasions that they use to express their opinions. No horse is always foot-perfect. All I care about it that these evasions don’t scare me, that I learn to handle them properly, and that I can work with my horse to move past them. And I’m there. I’ve worked HARD to get there, but now I handle Miles’ shit, correct it, and move on.
After our quick discussion and a little bit of schooling during our first course, Miles settled in just fine. We finished up with a really nice 2′-2’3″ course, starting with an oxer, to a vertical single and then down a four-stride bending line that we NAILED, and then finished up over a 2’6″ vertical. A 2’6″ VERTICAL. Yeah, it was plain white rails, but I haven’t jumped my horse over a 2’6″ fence since July Fourth. THAT’S 220 DAYS YA’LL!! We finished on that, and to say I was ecstatic (and so was Trainer) would be an understatement.
108 Days to Go, and I’m feeling really good about that. 2016, here we come!