Sometimes I get really wrapped up in what I *expect* from my horse instead of appreciating our growing relationship.
I’m always thinking of the next jump, the next course, the next show…And that doesn’t always leave me with the fact that I actually LIKE my horse, I think he’s cute, silly, a goof, loves having his mane brushed out. I lose sight of the fact that he’s my partner, not a vehicle for me to win. (not that we’re like, winning championships here, but you know).
It’s easy to get wrapped up in what’s next when you’re doing well. I’ve been very happy this season, and I get thinking about my next horse show and how high I can get up to–instead of acknowledging and appreciating where we’ve gone vs. where we have to go next.
And you know? This year we’ve gone some great places and done great things. We have a lot to work on (sometimes insurmountable) at times, but compared with last year, or the summer before? Light-years!
And I need to keep my ‘drive’ in persepctive, so I don’t get overly obsessed or upset with Oats. This does happen- with some regularity- and that is why I take lessons each week. Helps me rein in my more destructive urges, and keep me on the positive, happy track I hope for each ride.
So, Oats has a cute, fuzzy nose. He loves it when I brush out his mane and tail, and spend minutes upon minutes doing it–he zones out entirely. He helped me pick blackberries the other day (helping included trying to knock the bucket out of my hands, and sniffing too closely to see if I had any to offer him, oh and pulling the evil brambles against my arms…).
Ok the blackberries bit took him a bit to figure out. He comes trotting up to me sometimes (if it’s dinnertime) or he runs away. He knows who I am, and he likes? me.
He’s a very honest jumper who will make me re-think my pace sometimes (yikes, from a standstill). He’s good at horse shows and great at our dressage debut this year. He makes me proud and happy.