|photo art by Emma|
So I have signed up for a Bronze show this weekend (side note, in Canada rated competitions are bronze, silver or gold).
Honestly, I have been having some anxiety about this.
Not about performance.
I have no illusions that we will be able to pull anything over a 55. But that's not my goal.
My overarching goal is 'to bore the judge'.
I want Carmen to be relaxed mentally and physically in our tests. I do not want the comment 'tight over the back'.
|so tight over the toppline|
I know that we have the tools to do it. But when you have a horse that has had some serious melt downs in the show ring, it leaves some baggage.
|not a good day|
I worry about her stomach, I worry about me being too tight and pressuring her.
I also know that it's time to ask some more of her and help her to cope. So I've been throwing a lot a of stomach supplements at her (well, not a lot really but for me it seems a lot).
I had a lesson yesterday and it was raining. Carmen is not a fan of the rain. Well, being ridden in the rain- she eats in it just fine.
I get it, the rain makes all kinds of noises. And until now it really wasn't top of my priorities.
|the opposite of flow|
spook and recovery
It was a good lesson and required me to be on top of myself and not find myself get bogged down into arguments. Not gonna lie- that is hard. Apparently it's my life lesson right now.
|a bit tense but at least I'm not stiffening and straightening my leg.....|
We had some wonderful canter work and then we were finishing with a stretchy trot circle. Missy took total advantage of the longer rein and did a spook-spin that unseated me. I almost saved it but she moved again and I bailed, landing on my ass but not in a hard way. More like a really clumsy dismount.
I stood up and marched her butt right back to the mounting block and got back on. We then spent 15 minutes on the notion that she can bend and I can insist. Shanea pointed out that she flings her shoulders which unbalances me and then she has freedom to make bad life choices. So I had to make sure that I was with her and not let that happen. Being able to focus on that and not the reins helped a lot.
Finally she got it in her head that she could walk and trot an honest-to-god circle and not fling herself around. And, in case you are thinking that something had her really worried, she was totally able to stand there with her head down and relaxed in the spot that she was unable to walk by.
While it was a good lesson with some really nice moments, I did wonder if I should scratch the whole show.
As I was cleaning tack and listening to music a song came on that put it all into perspective: Special by Shinedown:
Hurry up before you go and get old
Hurry up before your blood runs cold
None of us were ever meant to stay
We're all gonna find out one dayYou see life's too short to run it like a race
So it's never gonna matter if you win first place
'Cause we're all the sameStop waitin' on your fifteen minutes of fame
'Cause you're not special
I'm not tryin' to rain on your parade
But you're not special
I'm not tryin' to bring to you down
I'm not tryin' to sound so inaffectual
But you're not special
Which is true. What does it matter- we will win or learn. I remembered that my goals this year are all about process, not outcomes.
So I'm going. We're going to do our best to be relaxed and calm. If I scratch or am disqualified, whatever.
I may also drink before too.....because that's a great show strategy, right?