|2nd legit cross over pic!!|
|I'm 2% too classy to show a picture of this.|
Because yes. Sometimes the person who rides after you will start warming up in the same tiny indoor as you and make really questionable choices. Like. You know. Cantering around on their semi-broke horse, not holding the reins, waving their arms over their head, and trying to crash into you while your horse is going "WHAT THE ACTUAL F***" and trying not to die.
And I wish I was kidding.
I was THISCLOSE to my first real dressage queen meltdown.
|about as comfortable as it looks|
You do not, in fact, have muscles there.
This will hurt.
Try to think of the pain as a good thing.
|redheadlins tries to keep me from dying|
3) You will regret flipping off the clinician.
Actually, I really can't give you accurate information on this one, because when I really wanted to flip her off, my body was in contorted agony and I couldn't rub enough brain cells together to also lift my middle finger while riding like a frog on a fish making cake with dry clay. Also frosting. It made sense in context, ok?
|pretty much like this|
This was the best. The clinician was trying to explain leg yields and literally broadway danced for us on foot in the middle of the arena. I about fell off laughing, but HOT DAMN we got that crossover step.
And maybe jazz hands too! (Kidding! No jazz hands were harmed in the making of this clinic wrap up.)
You guys. I can't even pretend I'm sad about winter. Courage is turning into a real dressage horse and it is so much fun!