So its been a while, during the summer we did three medieval show, which I will probably post a little about later on the blog. But right now I thought to write some of our latest adventures.
These lasts two weekends we have been away on training for Arne Koets. First weekend was in Kungälv, with two 30 min lesson each day. Mod was in a fairly happy state and the first day we managed to actually canter in serpentines! Well, like two and a half serpentines, but still! And its crazy to think that one year ago I rode I could hardly manage to make the serpentines in walk, and now we managed to strike canter from a collected trotn and then even make lead changes. Sunday went even better, where I rode in a type of pretzel like figure, in very small circles and really felt how he was with me. of course we had our moments, when Mod showed his donkey like behaviour with refusing to move, or refusing to strike canter, but it was much less than usual. And I almost never got to a point where he didnt move at all.
Forward to next weekend where I drove up to Lidköping. There we had 2x 30 min single lessons and then 2×45 min double lessons. The first single lesson I had got my donkey back. He was in a bad mood, but I also took him on head on. Cause when he get in that mood I can take the easy way out, and just do less, or turn just when I notice he starts to go against him. But I really wanted to see how far I could push, to not take the easy way out all the time. And I got into a head butting game. Mod showed he could do canter passes all across the paddock, the opposite way of where I wanted us to go. But looking back at the videos, it actually looks pretty nice, between our little straight tests.
Sundays single lesson was so much better. For some reason everything was just right, I found my seat, he was just flowing forward, and as it was a little bit of piaffe theme, we started on the piaffe. My horse, the donkey, who one year ago I could not turn, managed to make steps in piaffe. And also look at the pictures, he looks like a warhorse! People are always telling me (and more and more often) ”your horse is so beautiful!”, and I still see him as a raggedy, fat, lazy-ass pony that cant move for the life of him. So its almost hard for me to understand that this is what people see.
Of course we also did fencing, and I really struggle with not getting my self to frustrated. Cause I understand exactly when I get the different windings, strikes and binds, but then when I get in a sparring situation, its just out the window. And while Im doing it I know its not correct, and I just get annoyed and frustrated with myself. I want to have total control, feel I really know what Im doing, and I am so not there yet.