Before I get into the details I just want to touch on how strange this whole “sending a horse for training” thing has been for me. I was really hoping to be more involved in the process. The trainer works with young horses during the day (when the arena is quiet – fair enough!) but I wasn’t able to get any time off work.
I’ve been in charge of everything in Mystic’s world since she was 6months old (3 years!) and now for the past three weeks someone else has been handling her and teaching her new things. This just feels weird to me. I knew I didn’t have the skills to continue her training and I’m not able to be there for her training – so I had to trust the trainer.
I was invited to watch the trainer work with her on November 11 as I wasn't working for the holiday. I didn’t fully know where she was at with her training when I planned that visit. I was really nervous driving out to the barn that day.
These were the kind of things rolling around in my mind:
“Did I do enough to prepare her for her training?”
“What if she’s really bad/scary/dangerous under saddle?”
“Am I going to be riding her today?”
Mystic had her first ride off the lunge line that day and she was very well-behaved. I had nothing to worry about after all! Everything was going so well with Mystic :)
Quick video of the trainer riding Mystic...with my terrible filming skills.
Everything has not being going that well for me otherwise. I've been really struggling to balance things in my life lately. I had a rubble-ish lesson with coach D again last Wednesday and came home in tears. And I wasn't really upset about the lesson.
I'm exhausted from working 50-60 hours a week, managing the care of all my animals, trying to be a decent wife/daughter/friend, working on improving myself as a rider and trying to get into better shape. Trying to do everything I want to do is really hard. Maybe impossible. I had pictured Mystic's training and my life in general looking a bit more like the montage in Dirty Dancing where baby learns to dance. But sadly no...
After my rough night on Wednesday...I got a text on Thursday morning from Mystic's trainer telling me how well she was doing. And she asked if I wanted to ride her on Friday morning.
Well.... Ok let's go for it.
So on Friday morning I hit the road with my husband at 6am so I could ride Mystic before I went to work.
Ready to go!
The trainer rode first and then I hopped on. It was a pretty surreal moment. Even though she felt different than any other horse I've ridden I didn't feel nervous or unbalanced on her. I kind of felt like I'd been riding her forever. I expected to be riding a baby noodle horse. She was much smoother and more forward than I anticipated. I don't think I could have asked for a better first ride. I'm also happy to report that I didn't look too tall for her!
Prepare for a media explosion! Thank goodness my husband was there to cheer me on and take pics/videos. :)
All the hard work I've been doing felt completely worth it once I got to ride my sweet pony. :) I am so happy with the wonderful job the trainer has done with her.