How many of us are going at this whole thing alone?
Countless of adult dressage amateurs in small arenas across the country. Across the world. Chipping away piece by piece toward a better way of riding. Toward a better contact, a better seat, a better transition up or down, in any gait. That’s where it all starts, and somehow, that’s where it seems like we stay. For a very long time.
It gets ugly sometimes. Ragged. And on some days we’re not even sure we’re getting any better. Actually sure we’re not getting any better. So, the next day, we go around again.
Creating a string of ragged little rides. That’s the problem with dressage. It simply cannot be coarse. You can feel it on top. And if it feels as if it’s not going any better, yep, then you can be pretty sure it is not going any better. Thankfully, there are some lessons to turn to here and there when the budget allows.
And no matter how coarse, saddle time is always Horse Happy Hour Time! At least for me.