This has been one of those winters – one of those that the cold seems colder, the sky more grey than blue, and riding seems like a distant dream. Mother Nature dropped another 6 inches of snow on the region yesterday. The only upside is that when it snows in March in the mid-Atlantic region, it usually doesn’t stick around for long. In fact, by Friday, temperatures should be in the 60s – much more spring like. Given the fact that spring starts on Thursday, I’d say that we are due some 60 degree days. The boys would agree – they are tired of eating hay and would like some lush spring grass for grazing.
I did luck out last week and managed to ride FIVE times with two of them being excellent lessons with Ms. C. I haven’t ridden that many times in a week since last December. It felt good to mount up and begin to re-establish our rhythm. It is amazing how rusty you become. It takes forever to find the training sweet spot and yet within a few weeks, you lose months and months of stamina and training.
Ms. C asked me an interesting question at the start of one of my lessons, “If you are asked at the clinic with Hilda what you need her to help you with, what will you tell her?” [Insert sound of crickets chirping.] Umm, well, ah, yeah, I dunno…guess I need to give that some thought. Perhaps I need to refer back to George Morris’ commandments and just pick one of those. Ms. C suggested that I let her know that we are beginning our first year of showing First Level, so perhaps we should tell her that we need help becoming a First Level team. No more plodding around on the forehand or racing around like Scooby Doo. No longer is Ike allowed to ride a circle with a stiff and straight body; a circle needs to be more of a circle than a decagon. Guess whose job it is to make sure that he moves correctly? No more cruise control for this girl…one must ride every stride and plan for the movements to come. I suppose that means that my half halt timing will be closely scrutinized. And if my two lessons last week are any indication, my timing definitely still needs improvement!
And speaking of close scrutiny, I have to admit, that while I am thrilled at the opportunity to be a demonstration rider at the Hilda Gurney clinic, I’m also a bit nervous. I am imagining hundreds of auditor eyeballs staring at my every move and looking for any and every mistake. That is more attention than I had at the regional finals! Yikes! “How did she get selected for this? Did you see her blow that half halt?! Look at her hand position! Ike’s head is so big and the ears belong on a mule. That poor horse could be great if his rider was more talented.” Yes, this is what loops through my head when I’m not busy with work or other tasks. I know that I need to stop the madness, but that is easier said than done.
The money has been sent for our first show of the season as well. Our first show will be the first weekend of May. While there are shows in March and April, I knew that there was no way we were going to enter them. It is no wonder they call the show at the end of the month March Madness. You have got to be darn near insane to enter it since ride time has been steady practically nonexistent this winter. There is also an outlay of cash for the April clinic, so since there are not unlimited funds, the first show needed to wait. Call me insane, but I signed up for a couple of First Level tests. I guess if the one on Saturday is a complete disaster, I can always scratch my Sunday ride. I also signed up for a couple of Training Level tests just so that we have two rides that we can feel confident about as we head down centerline.
Fingers crossed for great things for our third show season! Hope you stick around for the ride,
Alison and Ike