|He is the best at lessons with S|
I told her what we've been through recently. I told her what we've worked on. I didn't realize how upset I was about all this until I was very matter-of-fact-ly explaining it to her and realized just how badly I wanted to cry. And I'm not a crying person. And neither is she.
So I didn't, but I feel like I should get some bonus points for keeping it together.
|Sprenger on the hunter bridle. Works.|
1) Courage is opinionated about life and doesn't quite accept me as the alpha in our relationship.
1) Courage doesn't quite understand how to use his body in relationship to a jump just yet. He's green.
1) Despite his amiable demeanor, Courage is really picky about how the bit/HIS FACE are handled.
1) My cross country anxiety isn't helping anything.
Interesting note: of the three issues, only one of them is all me. S, while an amateur herself, pointed out that the trap ammies tend to fall into is immediately mistrusting and blaming themselves in all situations. While that isn't bad, it allows horses to skate by with some slightly bad behavior and sets them up for worse problems in the long run.
We started just doing lots of forward and back transitions. The focus was on PROMPTNESS. In order to address the greenness/alpha issue, I needed to set him up, ask, and then KILL HIM IF I HAD TO ASK AGAIN. Because he is clever, I only had to do that once. The entire ride.
|Hole punch not available. Knot tied.|
Then we jumped.
Specifically, we trotted over poles. To address the "DON'T TOUCH MA FAYZ" issue, I had to ride forward (!!) around the turn to the jump, then put both hands on the neckstrap and just sit there. He could do anything he wanted and I just had to not ever touch his face for any reason on the approach, the jump, the landing, or really even several strides afterwards.
|So felt like we galloped this, but just canter|
The poles went up to crossrails, then verticals, then even an oxer. We trotted into the oxer (with placing poles on both sides), and cantered the vertical. Every jump, I had to come around the corner, grab the strap, and just.kick.the.horse. GO.FORWARD. I don't know why riding freely forward is so damn hard for me, but that's where I'm at.
|Now oxer certified. Finally.|
S says he needs hundreds of these jumps right now. Not big or hard or scary, but freely flowing forward, so he can build new memories and learn what he's doing.
We both need it.
Me and my neckstrap, we're getting acquainted.