We then did an outside line. We trotted in the first time in a short five then cantered in. I saw the short distance coming in, and miracle of miracles, kept my hands down and waited for it. My go to bad habit when I see a bad distance is to pick my hands up, which raises his head, which makes the distance harder to see, which makes me get handsy. Not a good cycle. I had to hold for the four, but again, I managed to keep my hands down and Peebs happily loped down the line. Trainer said I did exactly what I needed to, and that while the line wasn't perfect, I schooled it perfectly. I rode the short, icky distance coming in and kept him packed for the short four while keeping his mouth happy. Peebs is more than willing to do the short stride, or add a stride, I just have to learn to ask for it with my hands down. Once I raise my hands and his head comes up, its all over.