Trainer and I then talked about me just riding Tia a little, maybe doing a lesson or two on her to get my jumping legs (or should I say eye) back. The really nice thing about working with the same trainer for 10 years now (holy crap makes me feel old!) is that she knows I need to jump a height consistently or else it gets big and terrifying.
So on Thursday I grabbed Tia and off we went. She had run around like a crazy mare in turnout, which is very odd for her, and was nice and forward when I got on. She only has one person riding her 3-4 days a week currently, but its an older ammy who just plunks around over some cross rails and showers Tia with treats, so she's a little out of shape. Tia is a completely different ride than McKenna and I felt a bit like a fish out water for a good chunk of the ride. But we managed to do a halfway respectable w-t-c.
|That's a big scary fence....really|
Saturday in between the rain showers I was able to do a quick jump school. I had a cross rail, a 2' and a 2'6" vertical set up. But as we were warming up that 2'6" started to look very big and scary so I lowered it to 2'3". We were a little more in sync for flatting and trotting the cross rail and then moved to cantering the verticals. I was actually really surprised and happy that I was able to just let Tia go and find the distance herself and stay out of her way. We had a few fences (especially a tightish turn to the diagonal fence where someone wanted to bulge her shoulder out and get very crooked) that I had to micromanage but we were able to get some pretty nice distances and flow. I still felt a bit like a sack of potatoes on Tia, but for not jumping anything more than cross rails for 7 months I was really happy.