I seem to have – somewhat by accident – fallen into a riding schedule.
This is not a bad thing! Though I do occasionally wonder if it will get stale. So far, so good.
Sunday: hack (20 minutes or so, usually bareback, focused on mental health)
Monday: dressage intensive (40+ minutes, drilling down on one specific thing)
Wednesday: longeing (20-30 minutes, side reins)
Thursday: light dressage (20+ minutes, focused on getting in & getting out to nail an overall feel)
Friday: fitness (40+ minutes, hill work, trot sets, long canters, whatever needs tweaking)
Tristan has always been a harder horse to manage mentally than physically. He just does not love to work, and he really does think things over and benefit from that during time off. At the same time, he’s 22 years old, and he is healthiest when kept in regular work.
I am constantly playing catch-22 with his work ethic. His first answer to everything is NO. It has been for over a decade now. That’s never going to change. However, his confidence in the work that follows my YES is a really tricky thing to manage. The better his work is going, the more confident he is, and after a warmup he can be downright pleasant if we’re on a good streak. The opposite is true: if we’re on a bad streak, the ride is just a slog from beginning to end.
The only way to fix that is to get good work back again, but then you’re fighting an uphill battle. How do you get back to good with a horse who is in a grumpy spiral? Time off. Lots of finesse. Backing off intensity – but not too much, because muscle melts off his Cushings body like butter. Lack of muscle means he’s less confident in the work, which puts us back at square one. In that same vein, getting too excited about good work means I push too hard, which leads to a backlash.
It suits me, in a way. I would not do well with a horse that has to be ridden every day. My life is too unpredictable. Similarly, the careful constant management teaches me so much as a rider and a horseperson. I’m a really practical person and that sometimes leads to a lack of empathy on my part. Tristan teaches me every day that each small action and decision I take has bigger ripples.