|bonus: horse is still cute|
How my dressage riding isn't pretty.
My jump riding isn't effective enough.
My show budget is pathetic.
My lessons are infrequent.
My progress is stilted.
My goals are unreachable.
|I'm calling a stirrup-length mulligan. Yay cute knees!|
Yeah, my dressage position isn't perfect. But you know what? It's effective for where we're at right now. I'm hardly a dressage pro, Courage is new to the whole idea, and the fact that he's progressing this quickly is a testament to the team he and I have become over the past year and a half.
I'm focusing on the positives--Courage is coming along great. We have homework to help fix the jumping. I'm excited about our dressage.
I'm not dwelling on the meta narratives here. I can't turn into one of those people who shows out of state year round and dumps buckets of money into nice made horses. I like those people, but I'm not one of them. I'm just me with my lil bay OTTB that I'm bringing along myself, and that's ok.