We begin. Again.

We are in the second week of short, in-hand walks around the pasture.  Given the combined talent of horse & rider, this is an astounding level of underachievement. The theory is to identify exercises where gold stars can be handed out by the fistful. The goal is to get back to a place where he likes work & I like him. Buried under 16 months of set-backs is the marvelous mid-life crisis horse who so enchanted me when we met.

Anyone want to share their frustration story?  Preferably one with a happy ending?