Saddle Seat Wednesday
Why? Because I’m sharing the journey. Because one day we will all look back on this and laugh?
Last week, I left the barn without riding.
I went over to Stepping Stone Farm. I watched Miss Courtney work a horse. Afterwards, she proposed two lovely horses for my lesson. The idea of getting on a horse appalled me. There was no looming horse show to push me forward. I went home.
I don’t understand myself. Riding fills me with dread. Yet, I can’t bring myself to walk away.
I had hoped Dottie would be the horse to help me find my mojo. Not so much. Turns out that whole run up to Nationals was an shining detour rather than a path back. As I sit here typing, thinking about riding Dottie makes me reach for the Pepto – and she is awesome.
Back to the
whining drawing board. Onwards. (Not feeling it, but saying it anyway. Words have power. I hope.)
Thank you for reading,