when the world is mudlicious
says e.e. cummings, to continue the poetry kick.
Two very good rides. Long road hack on Sunday, with some short bits of trot interspersed. We stopped at a big puddle of runoff to see if he would want to take a drink (he loves his puddles), and he took a long drink, then splashed and splashed with his nose, curling his lip in disgust every other splash when water went up his nose. I forgot to turn on the GPS app, but I would estimate we were out for about 60 minutes.
Monday, a lesson. We focused on hind end action: both in flexibility and in push. WT put out poles, and wanted me to capture the feeling of that push and that activity in going all the way around the ring. When I was losing it, and falling into nagging, I was to go back over the polls. It worked really well. He was really motoring around, and sitting back, and lifting through his back.
In between, the focus was on really.going.straight. Lining everything up and not letting him trick me into overbending instead of really stepping through in the shoulder-in and haunches-in.
In all, I felt really good about where I had him. I felt less good about the consistency of it: keeping him there. And I felt not so good about my own position, which was sloppy at times. In particular, heels! I’ve usually been pretty good about them, but I am doing far too much pointing with my toes and pushing off the balls of my feet.
After the lesson, the barn manager gave Tris his first Pentosan injection. It was a lot – 6ccs – in the muscle, and I had bought a slightly larger gauge of needle than is usual (20). So he definitely felt it, but was very good. I think we’ll have to get further into the loading dose before he shows any results, but I’m optimistic.
Rest of the week:
Wednesday, longeing (maybe? work event that might keep me late)
Friday, dressage school