tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43122233237895837112024-03-26T23:37:34.596-07:00One Bud WiserThe tales of an adult ammy hunter/jumper rider and her poniesoutofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.comBlogger698125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-25021120044339255732024-03-25T13:58:00.000-07:002024-03-25T13:58:47.581-07:00MDTE Gallops Saddlery Preview Show: The Preview<p> We went to our first show of the season this past weekend, and while I <strike>not so</strike> patiently wait for the pro photos, I'll give you a spoiler alert. </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhySobu4k2KX3BfD8uR14bQyy6M7edGq1uQd0-eABkEFdvz9-kJiqc8ufcGAFsFQXCwaKFeAQ1i-ZmzlHHrWNI00Bcov-fMmME-WEuDxKye7cSRSshL-pm_1w2_pKvLwj9yunDDDwZ5pL8rNStcXZOswHbi2-waFd6tjDnsbTKcJSN9HTlmpmNEiz3ZHyA/s1920/loot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhySobu4k2KX3BfD8uR14bQyy6M7edGq1uQd0-eABkEFdvz9-kJiqc8ufcGAFsFQXCwaKFeAQ1i-ZmzlHHrWNI00Bcov-fMmME-WEuDxKye7cSRSshL-pm_1w2_pKvLwj9yunDDDwZ5pL8rNStcXZOswHbi2-waFd6tjDnsbTKcJSN9HTlmpmNEiz3ZHyA/s320/loot.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The Oregon Hunter Jumper Association had a raffle drawing on Saturday, and I won! I got a nice Kerrits duffle bag, an OHJA hat, an OHJA garment bag (which was awesome my old garment bag that I got for free from SmartPak died that morning) and a leather halter. <br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlnbGjh335Qqc-S_HHTeKlVn1kRFADxUDzRucBOyjdSDrXeahe_QlwnSNUz4WitToUzeiFdjYmshzDVKQh2j4xr1VBblz3ZvWPijFD7BmnGI4jPWN9tfWPtb2hyphenhyphenQz_4nbd4nik3zTL2CKdmt_HFW8tsNdrkt64o3NxNnv9gSvK63-aDoc6pN_kPH2Yo4c/s1920/ribbons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1920" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlnbGjh335Qqc-S_HHTeKlVn1kRFADxUDzRucBOyjdSDrXeahe_QlwnSNUz4WitToUzeiFdjYmshzDVKQh2j4xr1VBblz3ZvWPijFD7BmnGI4jPWN9tfWPtb2hyphenhyphenQz_4nbd4nik3zTL2CKdmt_HFW8tsNdrkt64o3NxNnv9gSvK63-aDoc6pN_kPH2Yo4c/s320/ribbons.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Our rounds Saturday were kinda meh, but I learned my lesson (and wore my spurs) on Sunday and we had some of our best rounds to date and cleaned up, earning reserve champ in the 2'3" hunters and winning the 2'-2'3" foundation medal. Medal finals here we come!</p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-75778700232074662932024-03-19T08:00:00.000-07:002024-03-19T08:00:58.993-07:00Mini Barn Tour<p> I don't have any media from our lessons, so I figured I'd take some pics of the barn and do a mini barn tour. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVFpxP0Glusuz2aTQCa-wiaJIIfyrqdDfSipzcZ_xCGYk3XAyKqmYMzwWImvjdt4QnK5wIInb6XVHzZKlKUXu71gTUF3avGTNuidJzfj3n4sIWOkEhufrgwin2Uax7QkXvqTOsrPih7NchF5JO2dwssGv_xTR2sx7ZLbCc_G0fbg93b25rjr8HNNsrLcQ/s1920/outdoor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVFpxP0Glusuz2aTQCa-wiaJIIfyrqdDfSipzcZ_xCGYk3XAyKqmYMzwWImvjdt4QnK5wIInb6XVHzZKlKUXu71gTUF3avGTNuidJzfj3n4sIWOkEhufrgwin2Uax7QkXvqTOsrPih7NchF5JO2dwssGv_xTR2sx7ZLbCc_G0fbg93b25rjr8HNNsrLcQ/s320/outdoor.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From the far end of the outdoor. The barn on the left is the main barn, the one across from the other short end of the arena is the hay/storage barn. And there's five shedrow stalls in the little red barn next to the hay barn</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4w5pNgvDilnDNWHStu0ENMiEOuQaHRot7LhShGUOTo-aC6SWtgM-LwHQ6GllQqGFFeHXEGo0hk1ayIsoHqnRkQJc6ZXFKfPRbWoSpQdBjPc9TmMnzN6dmNBT_YXA3RfZVyv6fuCt50jeRDcCc-7uMf_jxA737WY0JQcRFeNGUrEeg36XIUNKrm9wszxo/s1920/trail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4w5pNgvDilnDNWHStu0ENMiEOuQaHRot7LhShGUOTo-aC6SWtgM-LwHQ6GllQqGFFeHXEGo0hk1ayIsoHqnRkQJc6ZXFKfPRbWoSpQdBjPc9TmMnzN6dmNBT_YXA3RfZVyv6fuCt50jeRDcCc-7uMf_jxA737WY0JQcRFeNGUrEeg36XIUNKrm9wszxo/s320/trail.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The driveway does a loop around the hay barn and shedrow stalls, with trailer parking off to the right of this pic. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9BpJDwKY9ILuD19Bdhxe87ZcVTHaCnlLIazYDcQiAKqOZFoiu7maqy737zaMEPHRfP6_1kstpSiRLoGX4AXt881EQytChtJ_GJm-AtzyQo9fmwJsi4gC79nWNxYxfMMWQD5DWaDeHSSvbp1RnsbV6qh3VM8tKJZ7D9La1_Msq_N0e0xsSJbe_8ZuL7JI/s1920/indoor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9BpJDwKY9ILuD19Bdhxe87ZcVTHaCnlLIazYDcQiAKqOZFoiu7maqy737zaMEPHRfP6_1kstpSiRLoGX4AXt881EQytChtJ_GJm-AtzyQo9fmwJsi4gC79nWNxYxfMMWQD5DWaDeHSSvbp1RnsbV6qh3VM8tKJZ7D9La1_Msq_N0e0xsSJbe_8ZuL7JI/s320/indoor.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The indoor looking towards the main part of the barn. It's an old dairy barn that's been converted. The arena sits lower than the barn, so there's a ramp from the back aisle way into the arena, and then a sitting area slightly above the area on the left side. The back aisle has 5-6 stalls with runs attached and the washrack. The front part of the barn has five stalls, three crossties, and the tack room. Cinder's stall is on the front side of the barn. <br /><br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF8MOxdvzfW8Dx7VA4A31vnJ5zzqClcQAf5_HGmFcmlsBcFzz5h7BZL-4ZlfdVPsaB0RjxKQ-v1X9GLJEKeM0oZFnN6oAUnMj_HZAPWk1I_Da3on86xIJlpM1Q5njG61DAg_9buaoUecLwjQAPlWe19sGmTdWKD2kVOLC6Oov_FwbjTtbsjdruQa2Dzz8/s1920/aisle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF8MOxdvzfW8Dx7VA4A31vnJ5zzqClcQAf5_HGmFcmlsBcFzz5h7BZL-4ZlfdVPsaB0RjxKQ-v1X9GLJEKeM0oZFnN6oAUnMj_HZAPWk1I_Da3on86xIJlpM1Q5njG61DAg_9buaoUecLwjQAPlWe19sGmTdWKD2kVOLC6Oov_FwbjTtbsjdruQa2Dzz8/s320/aisle.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The back aisle looking from the outdoor towards the indoor. The ceilings are a little low for barns on the west coast, but I know these types are more common back east. My one complaint is that the barn can feel a bit dark at times, but I'm sure I'll get used to it. </td></tr></tbody></table><br />outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-56020686496794595402024-03-11T15:23:00.000-07:002024-03-11T15:23:58.932-07:00New Rhythms <p> Cinder seems to have settled in at MDT. The first few rides she felt wound up and a little manic under saddle for a bit, and then would settle. This weekend when I rode she didn't feel that way, even though we had a windstorm both days. </p><p>We had our first group lesson last Thursday. It was just me and one other ammy, though there will usually be three of us. We started in the indoor arena working over some very narrow, about 3', trot poles. Depending on how we approached the poles, we were to turn on the rail and leg yield out to the them, or do them on the rail and then leg yield to the quarter line. Cinder was slightly confused at the tiny poles, but when we went to canter them she took full advantage and sidestepped them a few time. Definitely a test as to how accurate and straight your horse is. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxA_y-oye-TzSbyj0VgfZ0nxz4vbfQGN3Zw6hFu00rPaghHwL4TIQeIoqY_6OcUUAFPY4udBluZ_Tl8BEgBzOxlB94kSeXkMRKcfP6VGbzPuqFCpnf1OpcJP2D9X3pIlsn_5GMVrllXXnDtnnvVFLIIg6NgToiIs9kmARWXLkh1cD4jNrjKdST882wR30/s1920/window.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxA_y-oye-TzSbyj0VgfZ0nxz4vbfQGN3Zw6hFu00rPaghHwL4TIQeIoqY_6OcUUAFPY4udBluZ_Tl8BEgBzOxlB94kSeXkMRKcfP6VGbzPuqFCpnf1OpcJP2D9X3pIlsn_5GMVrllXXnDtnnvVFLIIg6NgToiIs9kmARWXLkh1cD4jNrjKdST882wR30/s320/window.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I watched a bit of the lesson before mine and Cinder was visible through the open window</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>We then moved outside and after a couple of laps to see everything, started jumping. Trainer M set one single fence that started as a cross rail, then a vertical, and then a bigger vertical. We did each height once each way. For Cin and I, it was mainly just for M to see where we were and how Cin goes. She was great, just hopped over the fence each time without any issue. The other horse in the lesson, a hotter OTTB jumper mare, had had some time off and was jumping for the first time in a few months and was very excited. They did a little more work than Cin and I did, and I'm 99% certain Cinder really liked that aspect of group lessons. Stand in the middle and chill while the other horse works? Sign her up. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmPP1VmSdjs_Que8bv1x4HYhOLIgg6deuuh0_09_WMmX8ejI4z3gIbcxZxkQEGqn8j1irTXLOKd0DqNMHvrmlkpr6b0Y1CMVvDbtgwrr56Ynak-th_5XVZ0nhwV8wokGn7zeXRyXqEcwWKUESICcTKUp4cvaB9USfgyISOEYFvCjK-KhKWEiI_HCggtds/s1920/ears.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmPP1VmSdjs_Que8bv1x4HYhOLIgg6deuuh0_09_WMmX8ejI4z3gIbcxZxkQEGqn8j1irTXLOKd0DqNMHvrmlkpr6b0Y1CMVvDbtgwrr56Ynak-th_5XVZ0nhwV8wokGn7zeXRyXqEcwWKUESICcTKUp4cvaB9USfgyISOEYFvCjK-KhKWEiI_HCggtds/s320/ears.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>M rode her twice last week and noted a few things that I have also been wanting to work on. We spent a bit in my Saturday lesson talking about how Cin needs to have a bit more of a metronome quality to her canter, which is easier in the summer and in a bigger outdoor vs a smaller indoor, and how she can be a bit noodley to the fences. In my lesson we worked on asking for more pace and impulsion in the canter, and then did some lead change work. We started by cantering a figure eight and asking for a simple change. Cin quickly figured out the game and would offer a flying, but would trail her hind end a stride or two. Trainer M then put out a cavaletti and had us ask over that which helped. Cinder was definitely getting tired, but held it together and we were able to end on a good note. </p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-53920152414867174172024-03-04T07:51:00.000-08:002024-03-04T07:51:32.393-08:00All Moved In<p> Cinder moved to our new barn, MDT, on Thursday. And in true Murphy's Law, the weather has been absolutely horrible and all the pastures have been closed since, then so she's been stuck inside. We've had rain, wind, hail, snow, and little brief patches of sunshine that trick into thinking it's going to clear up only to dump rain on you five minutes later. But despite being in a new place, with new people, and being cooped up in a stall for days, Cinder's handled it remarkably well. </p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOrJ7oRHy-ln7ag9neieUNXJHgUYaeFvdzZ9SAHvmanrgcZZKte8PoT-UxJxSZkpQ3EqrbEX-ChdYVwl86fAbGXIuwf7Gy3McIWjW7X94ha5EoHPssi18oCwTNdMGF9uPbAanBSzeyUX13ilRlzfVWFj4ZDKMJHc117-suPq_IBJrEupPWUkDk3iQJV4g/s1920/awards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1307" data-original-width="1920" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOrJ7oRHy-ln7ag9neieUNXJHgUYaeFvdzZ9SAHvmanrgcZZKte8PoT-UxJxSZkpQ3EqrbEX-ChdYVwl86fAbGXIuwf7Gy3McIWjW7X94ha5EoHPssi18oCwTNdMGF9uPbAanBSzeyUX13ilRlzfVWFj4ZDKMJHc117-suPq_IBJrEupPWUkDk3iQJV4g/s320/awards.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All of our 2023 year end swag</td></tr></tbody></table><br /> Trainer M rode her on Friday, and I got a good report. Cinder tried to pull the alpha mare/who the hell are you move on M, but gave it up rather quickly. M really likes her, and said Trainer A and I have done great job with her, which is always nice to hear. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEzKRzkUYxjurNUU7ajBOqoMQRKK-VOxdhsS_V_BP2SjNvx57NcdyjS2s75wJ8AsfjSAbkDrVrxwuLecexXHASSlQuUoz-uRXgCmsVCsPjAmDFud_A_F5wpePYolfXdV30Nw_T2PtZ4wuNdBRvzpMr7vianMS_uyKLW7qFB6i4DHGl01IkR_jyhcO2Qo/s1920/sta'.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEzKRzkUYxjurNUU7ajBOqoMQRKK-VOxdhsS_V_BP2SjNvx57NcdyjS2s75wJ8AsfjSAbkDrVrxwuLecexXHASSlQuUoz-uRXgCmsVCsPjAmDFud_A_F5wpePYolfXdV30Nw_T2PtZ4wuNdBRvzpMr7vianMS_uyKLW7qFB6i4DHGl01IkR_jyhcO2Qo/s320/sta'.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She only gets supervised open window time, since she will 100% chew that hose and drag it into her stall</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I had my first lesson with M on Saturday. Cinder was quite manic in the crossties tacking up, moving around and almost constantly pawing. When I got on she felt like a ticking time bomb. Normally, I would have gotten off and either free lunged or put her on the line for a few minutes, but I decided to tough it out. Don't want to come across as too much of a weenie ammy for my first lesson. Trainer M and I talked for a bit about what we've been working on with Cin, and what I'd like to focus on going forward. During our talking, I felt Cin start to relax and that her brain was coming back into her head. </p><p>The lesson mainly focused on my hands and position, and pushing Cinder out and into my hand. It was similar work to what Trainer A has been having me work on, just said differently and in more of a h/j way vs a dressage way. Cin did have a few spooks and dolphin leaped in our first couple of canter transitions, but I held it together and didn't let her antics bother me. We did end with some nice stretchy canter and trot work, which I was very happy about. </p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-52547211106592258762024-02-23T08:13:00.000-08:002024-02-23T08:13:08.206-08:00Back in the Groove<p> It seems Cinder's excitement in our first ride back wasn't a one off; she was amped for most of last week. I had my first lesson back last Friday, and Trainer A told me that she had already ridden Cin earlier in the day since she had "that look" in her eye when being turned out. And she was still really up for my lesson. Not going to lie, I had some major nerves, and almost asked A to get back on her for my lesson, but managed to push through. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjbBqE2l-IhAyH_qeWuO9ybfx5flwwNxNIcRx-WhJurr6RkOLNZoc5SmmYHEetfu6Kq4LMtIngDAwohP4T3Xs0iruUNzxDPcDqKO8LTX8sY8NEa1-RpThadpzXdSmsG1CztS4SpHLtePyJvhdE5R_PncXpFnDyZKRpIP0BPfYesLqcg6JifoQr7u0DKto/s1920/ribbons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjbBqE2l-IhAyH_qeWuO9ybfx5flwwNxNIcRx-WhJurr6RkOLNZoc5SmmYHEetfu6Kq4LMtIngDAwohP4T3Xs0iruUNzxDPcDqKO8LTX8sY8NEa1-RpThadpzXdSmsG1CztS4SpHLtePyJvhdE5R_PncXpFnDyZKRpIP0BPfYesLqcg6JifoQr7u0DKto/s320/ribbons.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finally got our ribbons from USHJA Outreach </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Cinder had Saturday off, and then was hoof perfect for our ride on Sunday. I did free lunge first, but from the start her eye was softer and she wasn't as manic in crossties as she had been on Friday. I even worked up the courage to use the whole arena, and trotted and cantered the ground poles set out. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp06e9gUFtNVRVFMgWtsLXHC8yXOEU6SPUD5QBNrvDXZlgz7qNQN0-4OaXhmMKveLnE6bJUy_6gJo2oh-GngoCSS6GLppRJIQTH_TOhqrYO07TpQycXoP85cPgzHBSV7SkRT-cXdGGGtIU6nST6reKG4ljHxqSrk5EgfQum9Zyz7n3TJhVi997P_8y40c/s1920/susnet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1920" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp06e9gUFtNVRVFMgWtsLXHC8yXOEU6SPUD5QBNrvDXZlgz7qNQN0-4OaXhmMKveLnE6bJUy_6gJo2oh-GngoCSS6GLppRJIQTH_TOhqrYO07TpQycXoP85cPgzHBSV7SkRT-cXdGGGtIU6nST6reKG4ljHxqSrk5EgfQum9Zyz7n3TJhVi997P_8y40c/s320/susnet.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I had another lesson on Monday, and again, Cin was perfect from the get go. All the jumps had been taken down to piles of poles, so we warmed up quickly on the flat and then started trotting and cantering the piles before A set them back to jumps. We mainly trotted everything, as they were little and Cinder couldn't be bothered to actually jump them, except for a crossrail with brown poles that was evidently very impressive and she overjumped every time. I did get left behind a couple of times, but once I figured out she didn't like that jump, I was better about anticipating and staying with her. We finished by cantering a few things, and thankfully my eye didn't disappear in the few months I didn't ride. We quit early since Cin was being so good, and then I had me pose for the pic above since the sunset was so pretty. <br /><p><br /></p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-25335148476108539052024-02-12T13:18:00.000-08:002024-02-12T13:18:22.240-08:00Back in the SaddleLast Wednesday was four weeks post surgery, and my last dose of blood thinners was last Thursday morning, so I was officially cleared to start exercise and riding again. My first ride back was on Friday. <div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCL_6zrjtclxMXLAbpWWVEPWk4nlADGoQRP57vtrlRO2gRkX5cA65unQM8lSddc27LqiKrx2eg_oUxf0xTFmQBaIViAGkpBGY0qIrxcARvjtYrxX0xDFZPxEnjjGNpve995S9G4NxrTDvIeIhtyOHZWIhRtoT0uhjflTyczly-Y4eF85YAzUOkeOseW1Y/s1920/pov.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCL_6zrjtclxMXLAbpWWVEPWk4nlADGoQRP57vtrlRO2gRkX5cA65unQM8lSddc27LqiKrx2eg_oUxf0xTFmQBaIViAGkpBGY0qIrxcARvjtYrxX0xDFZPxEnjjGNpve995S9G4NxrTDvIeIhtyOHZWIhRtoT0uhjflTyczly-Y4eF85YAzUOkeOseW1Y/s320/pov.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Best view</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Even though Trainer A had worked her three times earlier in the week, Cinder was fresh on Friday. I got on, went to tighten my girth, and she did her patented move of humping her back, squealing, and paddling her front legs, which indicates she needs to buck. I immediately got off and grabbed a lunge line and let her play. I don't trust her "I need to buck" feeling when I'm 100%, let alone after 2.5 months out of the saddle. After broncing and kicking out on the line, I girded my loins and got back on. And she was great. I felt like a sack of potatoes; I could recognize what I needed to do in the saddle but couldn't make my body comply. I thought my issue would be my core, since I have three holes in my abdomen, but it was mostly my thighs that didn't want to react like normal and my timing of my aids was a little off. </div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq_Nu7mfbdZgU5iXWzut3V7UP4Ppv1G6dI9Hu321UQYt_uZP2eygEyOYobDKSicuKbEPrwNuwD_PYhFOdK2fSOMRhnbg9jfWXuFj-intu70c6G_37YCYkodJgd8TjUbqYRTOM5D8LKbgHnWA7oShbmNlNiF3jJ280HhCMM2DBUsZfmYDDhFQ_bzGpSaqI/s1920/tack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq_Nu7mfbdZgU5iXWzut3V7UP4Ppv1G6dI9Hu321UQYt_uZP2eygEyOYobDKSicuKbEPrwNuwD_PYhFOdK2fSOMRhnbg9jfWXuFj-intu70c6G_37YCYkodJgd8TjUbqYRTOM5D8LKbgHnWA7oShbmNlNiF3jJ280HhCMM2DBUsZfmYDDhFQ_bzGpSaqI/s320/tack.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What better time than moving barns to clean out all your shit?</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>I wasn't nearly as sore on Saturday as I expected to be, which was nice. Cinder got some bodywork and I got back on on Sunday for a light, stretchy ride. I did free lunge her first just in case. The temperature had dropped, and it was very windy which lead to some nice groaning noises on one long side of arena. The jump shed which was attached to the indoor, collapsed during the ice storm, and the debris hasn't all been cleared away yet, so it was moving around with the wind. I felt more connected in my body, and was able to mostly time my aids correctly during our ride. I signed up for our regular Friday afternoon lesson for this week, so fingers crossed it goes well. </div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-40725527086700812832024-02-05T11:56:00.000-08:002024-02-05T11:56:15.346-08:00Program Found<p> There really isn't a lot of programs that meet my criteria of price, location, and that attend both schooling and rated shows (or even just schooling shows) that have good trainers in my area. After calling three different trainers, hearing back from two of them, having one flake out on me, and going on one barn tour, I've found a new home for Cinder and I. We'll be moving March 1st to make everything easy. Trainer A doesn't have a departure date, but it most likely will be after the 1st, and I am absolutely not leaving Cinder where she is unsupervised, so to keep my stress levels somewhat manageable, March 1st it is. The new program is also significantly cheaper, so my wallet will be very happy. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS4XYTajQnXssZcN9CzaJXLNxi3kQ2-c6_zp3G3K_48Ijw0HMUPrhVs3XNneXwLSTuO-wx1TnzJIotGZn47iq6MDaFfYmz6y5BfVqV4TxtpPKHa5kjE5YqsziwQYgXvKWPz_YSXyAAp-q9SSTwZpVHXxnFCnu3jZ8nC_Wgw2eHDFJ4JNZhkKHoiVFL77Q/s1920/confo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1920" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS4XYTajQnXssZcN9CzaJXLNxi3kQ2-c6_zp3G3K_48Ijw0HMUPrhVs3XNneXwLSTuO-wx1TnzJIotGZn47iq6MDaFfYmz6y5BfVqV4TxtpPKHa5kjE5YqsziwQYgXvKWPz_YSXyAAp-q9SSTwZpVHXxnFCnu3jZ8nC_Wgw2eHDFJ4JNZhkKHoiVFL77Q/s320/confo.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Really happy with how she's looking weight wise, mid winter.</td></tr></tbody></table><br />We'll be moving to Trainer M's barn, the barn I initially tried to move into almost two years ago before deciding to go back to Trainer A's program. I like Trainer M, I just liked A more. M is h/j trainer, with a good group of juniors and amateurs, goes to a mix of schooling and rated shows, and is the one that hosts the MDT show series we've shown a lot at. I know a lot of M's clients, and everyone there is excited for us to move in. I'm excited as well, but still grieving the loss of Trainer A. <br /><p><br /></p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-27075121396365297652024-01-29T08:41:00.000-08:002024-01-29T08:41:00.149-08:00This is Fine, Everything's Fine<p> Why does it seem like shit always hits the fan in January?</p><p>When we left off, I was waiting for my ovarian cyst surgery, which happened a little over two weeks ago. It went way better than I expected; I wasn't nearly as sore as I though I'd be, and other than a rash from the support girdle they gave me, I was pretty much fine after a day. I'm back at work, but I can't lift anything over 10lbs for another month, and can't ride for another week and a half. </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://media.npr.org/assets/img/2023/01/14/this-is-fine_custom-dcb93e90c4e1548ffb16978a5a8d182270c872a9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="403" data-original-width="800" height="194" src="https://media.npr.org/assets/img/2023/01/14/this-is-fine_custom-dcb93e90c4e1548ffb16978a5a8d182270c872a9.jpg" width="386" /></a></div><p></p><p>Two days after my surgery, we got hit with a pretty bad ice storm. I was staying at my parent's house to recover, and we lost power for a few hours the second night, and subsequently the water pipes froze and stayed frozen for four days. On the third day we were able to venture out and my mom and I hunkered down at a hotel for a night. Where we live we got mainly ice, but up where Cinder is they got snow, then ice and it was really, really bad for a few days. Trainer A lives on the property, up the hill from the barn and it's normally a five minute walk from her house to the barn, but one of the days it took her over an hour to walk/crawl/slide down to the barn. The horses ended up staying in with some limited arena turnout/lunging for over a week because things were so slick and slippery. </p><p>Between the storm and some issues with the barn owners, Trainer A has decided to move to the East Coast. I knew that has been her long term plan, but now she's looking to move in 1-2 months, not 2-3 years. So I'm on the hunt for a new barn and trainer. Peebs' barn is full, so I can't move Cin home either. I did have a small panic attack the night after she told me, but I have talked to a few trainers and have some barn tours set up and hopefully can have things figured out soon. </p><p></p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-58827657814277874372023-12-07T14:17:00.000-08:002023-12-07T14:17:07.974-08:00Rainier Equestrian Events: December 2023 Show<p> At the end of November, right about when I stopped riding, Trainer A decided she wanted to take her new horse out to a h/j schooling show to get more rounds under their belts. She asked if I wanted to go as her groom/jumperland interpreter for the weekend and of course I said yes. We both were a little sad that I couldn't ride in it, then A asked if I wanted her to show Cin. I initially said no, as I still hadn't gotten my bill from the ER visit in September and I knew I had more medical bills looming. But my mom offered to pay for the show as an early Christmas present, so we entered Cin last minute. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijo6OypIn0h0eirAk7HXfaj74KQBcrWnYq7yCZhvy5HDXO2p781AeOJ0s9HeijoqYhkVEWClthNK9xU1NS1G1CJ22J9Uvyuk2Gylc7tHaZHzV2zNfv1lwAEqsn19L4pZwhbUcmDEkCET2lLxB39g-pF-RW_yGhgbvHmygM7A9XPqXwbUSdJuDKi0VKdWU/s640/IMG_2095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="640" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijo6OypIn0h0eirAk7HXfaj74KQBcrWnYq7yCZhvy5HDXO2p781AeOJ0s9HeijoqYhkVEWClthNK9xU1NS1G1CJ22J9Uvyuk2Gylc7tHaZHzV2zNfv1lwAEqsn19L4pZwhbUcmDEkCET2lLxB39g-pF-RW_yGhgbvHmygM7A9XPqXwbUSdJuDKi0VKdWU/s320/IMG_2095.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All photos bought from On Murden Cove Photography</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Rainier Equestrian Events puts on USHJA Outreach shows on the west side of the greater Seattle/Tacoma area, and its about 3hrs from Cinder's barn. Neither A nor myself had been there before, but from what we could see online, their shows looked nice and they set fences to height. Most of the outreach shows around us tend to set soft, so this would be a good test for both Cinder and Surelock. </p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK36PoESMPf9QYnv2E3KRJk_dlngZGQpRqCgvSfEqT9aqUlEjJAxBVelvyHg348TCJBUMeqwVttSrOs0glsgepsn4aG2NgREWdpcxVRkAjk816-rvv5WTvMx33soIB5gAasImliYAZhF7lJxan3YW1x8xh_tsu5HAmurNCb2WVMJv5gAss0xbzf5Q5BjI/s640/IMG_2096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="640" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK36PoESMPf9QYnv2E3KRJk_dlngZGQpRqCgvSfEqT9aqUlEjJAxBVelvyHg348TCJBUMeqwVttSrOs0glsgepsn4aG2NgREWdpcxVRkAjk816-rvv5WTvMx33soIB5gAasImliYAZhF7lJxan3YW1x8xh_tsu5HAmurNCb2WVMJv5gAss0xbzf5Q5BjI/s320/IMG_2096.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /> We left early Saturday morning, and it was absolutely awful in Portland. Pouring rain, strong winds, standing water on the roads, just flat out horrible weather. Thankfully the weather cleared up and when we made it to the show, it was sunny and dry, if still a little cold. We were lucky to get a good parking spot by the ring, and timed it right to slowly start getting Cinder ready after we checked in. It had rained earlier in the week in WA, so the outdoor arena that's usually used for warm-up was closed, and part of the covered arena had been blocked off for warm-up. It was a small space, but thankfully there weren't many horses warming up when A got on. Cinder was entered in a 2'9" round, and two 3' rounds and there was one other horse in the 2'9" and no one else in the 3'. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJdJcJ1mOG94hhUt_OaGLKQ7C6pedXxOHQBCXwLLCBJlDJFfzb7gW2b6sF6Z7Hvp3lKdnJQ0TnfBz1zu8iPJlFqdp-gImsS2-ycD46HHxQ3CIYLna5MraAic8qt6F8QLmNBbGDBqNZUO3nNu7WZWLV4hFObfNSv13j-IsGZJ4Uz84_bLVq-QBeojX74c/s640/IMG_2097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="640" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJdJcJ1mOG94hhUt_OaGLKQ7C6pedXxOHQBCXwLLCBJlDJFfzb7gW2b6sF6Z7Hvp3lKdnJQ0TnfBz1zu8iPJlFqdp-gImsS2-ycD46HHxQ3CIYLna5MraAic8qt6F8QLmNBbGDBqNZUO3nNu7WZWLV4hFObfNSv13j-IsGZJ4Uz84_bLVq-QBeojX74c/s320/IMG_2097.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Cinder was great in warm up. Walked right into the arena like she'd been there a hundred times before and got right to work. A big group of six riders came in to warm up for a costume contest/eq on the flat class and even with the small space and some wound up horses Cinder didn't care. I'm still so in awe at how professional she's become this year when showing. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1AqcALE-eBpmQ59FROAkUe4fhn8YbxfrS2OonbDG5GPQohHHyWxOKX4vswqu71-s5AlvXs8Hc1oWVb-Gsdpe8DeBGsnkIIxYYWGYZDPeXz_rmTROVokEyJc2Cwv2xjEP6FxJcTW-gYiLmenqfypPyr8724e69QOWg6NAFz6VlLvChRxqKTpJ8NxaUXj8/s640/IMG_2099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="640" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1AqcALE-eBpmQ59FROAkUe4fhn8YbxfrS2OonbDG5GPQohHHyWxOKX4vswqu71-s5AlvXs8Hc1oWVb-Gsdpe8DeBGsnkIIxYYWGYZDPeXz_rmTROVokEyJc2Cwv2xjEP6FxJcTW-gYiLmenqfypPyr8724e69QOWg6NAFz6VlLvChRxqKTpJ8NxaUXj8/s320/IMG_2099.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p>All three of A's rounds had the same course, so that made learning and discussing the course super easy. That, plus the lines being set on a 10' stride, would be my only complaints about this show. If you're going to offer two hunter rounds at the same height, make them different courses. And if you're setting to height, set the lines on a 12' stride, especially for the bigger classes. We've been working on getting Cinder to open up for the 12' stride without running off her feet, so to have to reel her back in for the 10' stride was a little challenging. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg83OrlMTS1F-4RX5ji3ElRkJ7L9vVKhyphenhyphenCjI_bkxSKBWB8g4pwgUcEfBBbN9hGUzYXjfKzcGSJcX3iHhA9gHBufCvOQY4GvlIHNZTgWby0Y1zKDxClpCYKQZRly7lni_Lc_YaC8c7ogj72000crK9ov_tlC5og3JZL-FCB30Yo2B5ii2kO9Th0ukcMg_eU/s640/IMG_2101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="640" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg83OrlMTS1F-4RX5ji3ElRkJ7L9vVKhyphenhyphenCjI_bkxSKBWB8g4pwgUcEfBBbN9hGUzYXjfKzcGSJcX3iHhA9gHBufCvOQY4GvlIHNZTgWby0Y1zKDxClpCYKQZRly7lni_Lc_YaC8c7ogj72000crK9ov_tlC5og3JZL-FCB30Yo2B5ii2kO9Th0ukcMg_eU/s320/IMG_2101.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Trainer A used the 2'9" round as their schooling round, to get a feel for arena and how the lines rode. Cinder was little distracted by people sitting outside the ring, but didn't care at all about any of the fences, or the shadows along the one far side. We knew the lines would ride tight, but overall both A and I were happy with the round. The other horse in the class was a very seasoned horse with a professional riding, and they rightly earned first. I asked A about doing one warm-up fence between the 2'9" and 3' to let Cinder know the jumps had gone up, but she didn't think they needed to since they had schooled 3' while warming up. I had my doubts, and was proven correct when Cinder jumped into the top rail of the first fence in the first 3' round. So now, even if A doesn't think we need to, I'm going to make sure we jump at least once bigger fence between rounds at different heights. Cinder also broke to the trot on the long approach to the single oxer when A asked her to settle a little, but they were able to pick the canter back up and had a decent distance to the fence. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDK-xYo0CyUvDCK-Udl-F81NGg371mqSY-DX9a63aJk4-f5e7ZKW1i4DGzwTRuzWGFGrVMDTIeFgFbeFFlKfGAw5_WU5E6db-OrJlzjMLCr7jfv7cgR1HHK4-KURv6ZImbsfr7QyO1jgxh2L89E1-28lrkmwwMCkggWWkN77AepXoWQN9srPtWUB834lw/s640/IMG_2100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="428" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDK-xYo0CyUvDCK-Udl-F81NGg371mqSY-DX9a63aJk4-f5e7ZKW1i4DGzwTRuzWGFGrVMDTIeFgFbeFFlKfGAw5_WU5E6db-OrJlzjMLCr7jfv7cgR1HHK4-KURv6ZImbsfr7QyO1jgxh2L89E1-28lrkmwwMCkggWWkN77AepXoWQN9srPtWUB834lw/s320/IMG_2100.JPG" width="214" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The third round was definitely their best round. Cinder was getting tired and the lines got a little tighter, and she missed a lead change, but even with the bobbles both A and I were super happy. Cinder was a total professional, marching right around a new arena with no hesitation or issues. She also settled into her stall after her rounds with no problem, and didn't care at all when Surelock left for his jumper rounds. I'm so glad we were able to take her, and hopefully we can make it back up to some of their shows next year. </div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-73192815321972869622023-12-05T10:00:00.000-08:002023-12-05T10:00:07.333-08:00Handing Over the ReinsBack in September I ended up in the ER with what I thought was a ruptured appendix. It turned out to a ruptured ovarian cyst, which for the record, really fucking hurts. I was told to follow up with my regular doctor because it appeared I had another cyst on the same ovary. Two ultrasounds and one MRI later, it turns out I a massive 15cm (and growing!) cyst on my right ovary. <div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu6nWa7uom8l8N3bM-L1XInPWQbsIQsqot3AqjGLaJN_Wzo9A1U7j372QMvYub1j7_YI2KURKcbOlSwF7u7iwPcfCWyNEK3AKWawA4eo7v7Du8rDm0vlY1KYK37jf02BYVgg-GVGeMv_sTnPh1FWgX-ZNvITAWqy_YP51AoshjRmNt_mCCeIyUrhbA_Ho/s640/IMG_2050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="598" data-original-width="640" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu6nWa7uom8l8N3bM-L1XInPWQbsIQsqot3AqjGLaJN_Wzo9A1U7j372QMvYub1j7_YI2KURKcbOlSwF7u7iwPcfCWyNEK3AKWawA4eo7v7Du8rDm0vlY1KYK37jf02BYVgg-GVGeMv_sTnPh1FWgX-ZNvITAWqy_YP51AoshjRmNt_mCCeIyUrhbA_Ho/s320/IMG_2050.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love watching Trainer A school Cin</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>I'm going to have my ovary removed sometime in January, but I'm in this weird in between place right now. Both my regular doctor and the surgeon gave me the ok to do some light riding, as long as it doesn't hurt (which sometimes it does) and as long as I don't fall off. Falling off could cause the cyst to rupture or twist, both of which would be extremely painful and would require emergency surgery. The cyst sometimes gives me what feels like the worst period cramps when I'm not on my period, or feels like a rock in pelvis with a burning pain going from my thigh to my ribs along my right side, and it occasionally pushes on my bladder making it feel like I have to pee RIGHT NOW. None of which is conducive to a good ride. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0fMijDnhakHEVr9F_FjMRrzAHoJUrGSGMt0I9HF4IRSA5VW0EqNHe0XGf7ApFdFIqsN06MmNT7YP-DO7gZ2ZOXsOn8CqlVqkdBVt9hyJxtqeZ5d_s3YB3guqZAZzECZzsq3gGF7cfmdm7kvLBGQd9Uj2Bk8_ZFiP0ylJi69m9KT4M-HmA599NRv9jVKQ/s640/IMG_2051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="567" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0fMijDnhakHEVr9F_FjMRrzAHoJUrGSGMt0I9HF4IRSA5VW0EqNHe0XGf7ApFdFIqsN06MmNT7YP-DO7gZ2ZOXsOn8CqlVqkdBVt9hyJxtqeZ5d_s3YB3guqZAZzECZzsq3gGF7cfmdm7kvLBGQd9Uj2Bk8_ZFiP0ylJi69m9KT4M-HmA599NRv9jVKQ/s320/IMG_2051.jpg" width="284" /></a></div><div><br /></div>So I've decided to hand over the reins to Trainer A until after my surgery. Once I have a surgery date set, I'll probably hop on one last time since I won't be allowed back in the tack for 4wks. At least my ovary picked the right time of year to put me on stall rest. I do not mind not riding in the pour rain, wind, darkness after work, or freezing temps. Hopefully winter will be on its way out when I can get back into the saddle. <br /><div><br /></div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-68963437219268536612023-11-16T09:11:00.000-08:002023-11-16T09:11:21.388-08:00Winter Work<p> I know its still technically Fall, but it feels like Winter. The days are dark and short, its cold and wet, horses are bundled up in their blankets, and show season is over. Our rides lately have been more focused on finesse and flatwork, and less on jumping and course work. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizBeJVo6vEOVkNWpHxD_oh47JoCavvh2MMfaf44cVzyNEGldZqeL-WcP5N2jx3TNF3YaiWarT2ugxWpd_7xNm3QVnq7McZff3LrrXTZSVPDLS8CSCYtrafR5ykIM0G4gnJCglXsW46u9I9qlHQDNGEFJT2Xao6cv0pJvPoyXuV64z8MYMWkpZ-rc_Kz04/s640/IMG_1996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizBeJVo6vEOVkNWpHxD_oh47JoCavvh2MMfaf44cVzyNEGldZqeL-WcP5N2jx3TNF3YaiWarT2ugxWpd_7xNm3QVnq7McZff3LrrXTZSVPDLS8CSCYtrafR5ykIM0G4gnJCglXsW46u9I9qlHQDNGEFJT2Xao6cv0pJvPoyXuV64z8MYMWkpZ-rc_Kz04/s320/IMG_1996.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No stirrup lunge line lesson for No Stirrup November</td></tr></tbody></table><br />We had our first lunge line lesson last week, and I was happily surprised at how well it went. Giving up control of the reins was hard for me, but a good 50% of the lesson was at the walk so it wasn't too bad. We started out with lots of stretching and rotating of body parts. Cinder was slightly confused with me waving my arms and legs around, but was more than happy to just walk a slow circle around A. She got more concerned once we started trotting and I flailed a little up there. I realized I haven't really done no stirrup work with her; I've done some at the walk but haven't trusted her up to this point to do it at the trot. Thankfully her trot is pretty darn comfy, and once she figured out she was allowed to do a western jog and I found my balance, we had a fun time. <div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP43x4_B6w8yQ3OXcvTOVOUedb6GgLVb2PPr5uAl8eXFUS_tgXnEf9xdUl6c4RQu6I9oRCNAGdZEU9uKZlq_sXe3Vwczk_Gv0j0esoKFIXeRdNiA8HF6ytZhilyTSqwJt0rRrnz0rgZC822_o9noTpfyp0MBLEfn991-Agw3FVOyc4a_2LNYSW-l7EJAs/s640/peppermint.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP43x4_B6w8yQ3OXcvTOVOUedb6GgLVb2PPr5uAl8eXFUS_tgXnEf9xdUl6c4RQu6I9oRCNAGdZEU9uKZlq_sXe3Vwczk_Gv0j0esoKFIXeRdNiA8HF6ytZhilyTSqwJt0rRrnz0rgZC822_o9noTpfyp0MBLEfn991-Agw3FVOyc4a_2LNYSW-l7EJAs/s320/peppermint.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just in case you think Cinder is all grown up now, she went on a hunger strike and refused to eat her supplements so now she gets a small scoop of candy with her grain.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><p>About half of the IL horses in the barn were/are still in Thermal for their winter circuit and when they're gone not a lot of jumps are set. One of their at home assistants set up a fun little box exercise, with a one stride going up the center line, a bounce going across from E-B, and four single fences going diagonally out from the corners of the box. We played around with that configuration for a couple of weeks, doing the jumps as singles, then trying to angle them and do the two on each side as in and out. Cinder was very confused the first time we tried the angled in and out, but jumped no matter how poor my steering was. Once she figured it out she kept going for the direct two strides, instead of the bending three trainer A wanted me to get. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjXRJGI9VkHazNjQeC_QvB6yDHLkRcZ1DkWgflcMvsk0wn5HuhBsSCFjsVJ84T2tazZQp0EO2mVasS7kFqhppRt2uWj_aTMS_9aGV1wbmVSPp0nCyzSHvODmpJr-yRv7sduK3XAWimvs3WsBWAVNtTDscVDRkbPoCS7zrHmrT_t0ZprB1eN2pWUdToLNo/s640/IMG_2002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjXRJGI9VkHazNjQeC_QvB6yDHLkRcZ1DkWgflcMvsk0wn5HuhBsSCFjsVJ84T2tazZQp0EO2mVasS7kFqhppRt2uWj_aTMS_9aGV1wbmVSPp0nCyzSHvODmpJr-yRv7sduK3XAWimvs3WsBWAVNtTDscVDRkbPoCS7zrHmrT_t0ZprB1eN2pWUdToLNo/s320/IMG_2002.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She was in full blown heat over the weekend and was much more interested in where the other horses were than in working.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>We also had lessons where Trainer A took the jumps down and we did different pole exercises. Walk poles, trot poles, canter poles, trotting into the box and halting before the trotting out of the box, etc. We even attempted a turn on the haunches in the box, which Cinder thought was very stupid. I told her to channel her 12.5% APHA pleasure horse blood, and she said no thank you, I prefer to go over the poles, not move my body around them. </p></div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-76532947749812954622023-10-26T11:23:00.000-07:002023-10-26T11:23:05.339-07:00Working on Our Fitness<p> Cinder got a few days off after the show, with bodywork the day after and acupuncture last Tuesday. I wasn't there for the acupuncture, but apparently Cin had quite the reaction to the bladder point and on her left stifle. The phrase "bucking in the crossties" was used. Her stifles are definitely her weak spots, and since we have a short period left before the trails get too muddy and slick, Trainer A took Cin out for fitness on the hills last week. Nothing like hill work to strengthen those stifles! </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBzTOrgKnfUp5H9uSHkk_CJrZNyEohGofgjc3ElbM9Mzupn493-jDOSRyrbQzFzGGRUas9D7pZadJQq3ElKU-VW1RkEP_spe83vU5U6HrVpzE2tAYaO4kypbpZ2NB49Kir3-VzAHhuXQF4vqskVyb-Zr0so_wGVP-P63C4fFhu3OwjckquzRLGYEAU8F0/s640/IMG_1929.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="426" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBzTOrgKnfUp5H9uSHkk_CJrZNyEohGofgjc3ElbM9Mzupn493-jDOSRyrbQzFzGGRUas9D7pZadJQq3ElKU-VW1RkEP_spe83vU5U6HrVpzE2tAYaO4kypbpZ2NB49Kir3-VzAHhuXQF4vqskVyb-Zr0so_wGVP-P63C4fFhu3OwjckquzRLGYEAU8F0/s320/IMG_1929.JPG" width="213" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All photos bought from Lark Photography</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Cinder still has an issue with the section of trail we call the beaver dam since it's a pond on one side and marshy wetlands on the other with a nice wide gravel path in between and she can hear the sound of running water. She fucking hates water. Trainer A schooled it with her one of the days last week, after cantering her up the big hill for the first time, so she was tired and less likely to bolt across it like she usually does. My lesson last Friday had gotten moved to Saturday, but A told me to hand walk Cin out to the beaver dam on Friday with a big bag of treats, and a stud chain. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglX4ugmZO27t-2msZvafYmn2J6yXgfA3NGKXjrQ8tBpGeCig7Vd0V8hStbFC_KpwESAugeIe72pZGAWPcG5wplcJoWCt_uAx03neN2dKaT_dzO8tb5LE0NYK_f7dl6fjEL2_ZuEGRFxyQwtfeFMUixMRjIe5KqiHSU_zHgE1n257YiW7b3WXi1knY9wdA/s640/IMG_1932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="426" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglX4ugmZO27t-2msZvafYmn2J6yXgfA3NGKXjrQ8tBpGeCig7Vd0V8hStbFC_KpwESAugeIe72pZGAWPcG5wplcJoWCt_uAx03neN2dKaT_dzO8tb5LE0NYK_f7dl6fjEL2_ZuEGRFxyQwtfeFMUixMRjIe5KqiHSU_zHgE1n257YiW7b3WXi1knY9wdA/s320/IMG_1932.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><br /><p>When we went out, the BO had a burn pile going in a different section of the property and Cinder wasn't super happy about the smoke, or their barking dog that she could hear but not see. We walked out to the dam with only minimal stopping for grass and staring off into the distance, and Cinder confidently marched down the hill and across the dam like a pro. There's an apple tree on the west end (we came from the east) so I stopped and got a few apples for Cin. She got one there, and then we turned around and stopped in the middle of the dam to eat the second apple. Once she finished and we started walking, she did one little spin spook, so we turned around and went back across again, stopping in the middle, before turning around again and crossing like a good pony. She got plenty of treats for that, and then once we made it back up the hill she got to graze while I caught my breath. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWpKX4fsM1uZnvSm1N8FrScWuI3RM04IoHhNkf3rRL8bMuYUdjlP0nlmT1IkBKVFKcxnBcyTfxfkiIlxSV-vkvyQmTztEtjHFgr4bKh1776bzdDAcdaODDhibDsDtGuDEU_0GWwZ6_M6mJj5f22zBF5Ag7D_MvbIgZhups4Ikl6Y0BoYyAUVFdu5AMJmo/s640/IMG_1933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="426" data-original-width="640" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWpKX4fsM1uZnvSm1N8FrScWuI3RM04IoHhNkf3rRL8bMuYUdjlP0nlmT1IkBKVFKcxnBcyTfxfkiIlxSV-vkvyQmTztEtjHFgr4bKh1776bzdDAcdaODDhibDsDtGuDEU_0GWwZ6_M6mJj5f22zBF5Ag7D_MvbIgZhups4Ikl6Y0BoYyAUVFdu5AMJmo/s320/IMG_1933.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>My lesson on Saturday was another fitness trail ride, and this time another one of A's students joined us. Despite being the tallest horse in the group, Cinder is the slowest walker and the two OTTBS we were with powered on ahead while we meandered behind them. Once we got to the bottom of the big field we took off in a trot, and again, the two OTTBs powered up the hill while Cinder picked her way behind them. Unfortunately, the other student's horse bolted about half way up the hill, and A took off after them. Cinder was very good about being left behind and calmly walked down to where the other horse had offloaded his person. She was more worried about the person in the ditch than the horse bolting, or the other one leaving her behind. Thankfully the other student was ok, just some scrapes and soreness, and her horse made it back to the barn unscathed. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-yVeXxVsUGd-8tN4NZeYzfxXuKLc-LNPyPG8FbirxItXFPYaLAfBtyhPJz1boPdRvzXLm_H8lKpx1ebI7VsGy812_9JsBap60hxBISXuFm1LdQicztF8K3UfJJjyvun4sN6CQ5MooPPVUxmRt5eTlS75DWJyA1XdanUkQjyYLRHi-HMVmT1yT4iC6m3g/s640/IMG_1934.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="426" data-original-width="640" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-yVeXxVsUGd-8tN4NZeYzfxXuKLc-LNPyPG8FbirxItXFPYaLAfBtyhPJz1boPdRvzXLm_H8lKpx1ebI7VsGy812_9JsBap60hxBISXuFm1LdQicztF8K3UfJJjyvun4sN6CQ5MooPPVUxmRt5eTlS75DWJyA1XdanUkQjyYLRHi-HMVmT1yT4iC6m3g/s320/IMG_1934.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>It's been raining most of this week, but is supposed to be clear, and cold, for the next week so hopefully we (and by that I mean Trainer A) can fit more hill work in. I tend to not go out on the trails by myself, but I'm going to try and get out on them more when daylight and weather allows. I know my horse isn't scared of being out on the big hill alone, I just need to trust myself more. </p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-676132817893231162023-10-23T08:04:00.003-07:002023-10-23T08:04:40.063-07:00Bucket List: Win a Cooler<p> Check! With winning the MDT Events series champion, we won a cooler!! </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOCVv6kemSj3XEoV4wshBJsJBNVvwVUv6ZRLqgmH6wGvtmRNgWzlTsU6SAoRAIh0qPLYlSiJ-OUyUHA8GxL2VYgjOQqDJ-Lkypx5KcIiIPsFKzg02Ewcvt3OcwPfvu9tUUC911lT5kcnLC5EzdyGi56_5MA3yI-bDBlCymXsibb8GV0vdMr14bgS4m_NQ/s640/IMG_1935.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOCVv6kemSj3XEoV4wshBJsJBNVvwVUv6ZRLqgmH6wGvtmRNgWzlTsU6SAoRAIh0qPLYlSiJ-OUyUHA8GxL2VYgjOQqDJ-Lkypx5KcIiIPsFKzg02Ewcvt3OcwPfvu9tUUC911lT5kcnLC5EzdyGi56_5MA3yI-bDBlCymXsibb8GV0vdMr14bgS4m_NQ/s320/IMG_1935.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>It's a nice weight, fleece Horze cooler that's a size too big for Cin, but we'll make it work. I'll probably only use it when we go places (gotta show off), or as a blanket for myself in the winter when I'm watching lessons/A ride. <div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH6S4qRkmas6vAvueh78AZoiEJiRTppUAnJGCWEtlaTnq_7g0fvqxJltCEEUvX_8IlAQ3wG5ugSaXNxn4tbL7KGh0uzOguDdVHiGPpAz5xVJgm4r-BVtKAija1JOKzB2GRqEzA07L2DvBLmxw1IOhpqLpMNxp5jw_HlnDpugbb1psxd75sdwsdcZQxTlU/s640/IMG_1937.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH6S4qRkmas6vAvueh78AZoiEJiRTppUAnJGCWEtlaTnq_7g0fvqxJltCEEUvX_8IlAQ3wG5ugSaXNxn4tbL7KGh0uzOguDdVHiGPpAz5xVJgm4r-BVtKAija1JOKzB2GRqEzA07L2DvBLmxw1IOhpqLpMNxp5jw_HlnDpugbb1psxd75sdwsdcZQxTlU/s320/IMG_1937.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>I tried to convey to Cin how cool this is, and how proud I am of her for winning this, but she was less than impressed and was mad that I wouldn't let her graze while trying to take pics. <br /><p><br /></p></div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-36739816741071793672023-10-19T08:58:00.000-07:002023-10-19T08:58:38.767-07:00MDT Heirloom Show: October 2023<p> We did our last show of the season on Saturday. It was a two day show, but we only decided to do one day as the body worker had already been scheduled for the second day. And despite a few bobbles, I'm really happy with how we ended our season. </p><p>We had originally planned our move up to the 2'3" at this show, doing two rounds at that height plus an under saddle, but the show secretary posted their series points the week before and Cin and I were in the lead for year end champ in the 2'. And, as I told trainer A, I really wanted to point chase and get that series champ. So we ended up doing a 2' round, the 2' under saddle, and then a 2'3" round. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEC-sc5lVuBGL1KeD6JEKtRJ8bEH3alT2nb9ET8MgKMDzUBgKH1tjPTNzvlU_HWotVNVV8H1SZ8BFhIBrPN7r1Z2OtjJLxrkcIFPwX5gPWhClHNcn5s1OH0DwzKaxIPqd5UDvNCL1zOOU1UXPWF2vtiZkIiyto3lLJ2jvhYvyeHqHgpz_7CB27uCel1Aw/s640/IMG_1922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="384" data-original-width="640" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEC-sc5lVuBGL1KeD6JEKtRJ8bEH3alT2nb9ET8MgKMDzUBgKH1tjPTNzvlU_HWotVNVV8H1SZ8BFhIBrPN7r1Z2OtjJLxrkcIFPwX5gPWhClHNcn5s1OH0DwzKaxIPqd5UDvNCL1zOOU1UXPWF2vtiZkIiyto3lLJ2jvhYvyeHqHgpz_7CB27uCel1Aw/s320/IMG_1922.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our lesson the day before the show</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Trainer A was showing her new horse in the 1.0 and 1.10m jumpers earlier in the day, so we hauled over to the show with them and Cinder got to hang out in the trailer while A showed. She was perfect, happily munching her hay and not caring at all when Surelock left. Which was great, because Surelock had a massive meltdown when it was time to switch and he had to stay at the trailer when Cin left. Thankfully show management let A use an empty stall free of charge. Just one more reason we love this show series!</p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOo7WD1XMULmpt2Kfsg_w1Tn6ZCJvlOxIhtebIamdsbl3F9_btGBuE3R_BLTWHzGY4sHLC00iatYrCSC9Y8yBltgPZw5r1DOWhPzLQZZ7975bippaaqy0pigHazfLM2mKH_II8HZGBUiVJZSrtlGwgNNSxPn2Am_XKN5V-eX0VKEzEZAFFJ7SUfdTxfRc/s1170/IMG_1916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1025" data-original-width="1170" height="280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOo7WD1XMULmpt2Kfsg_w1Tn6ZCJvlOxIhtebIamdsbl3F9_btGBuE3R_BLTWHzGY4sHLC00iatYrCSC9Y8yBltgPZw5r1DOWhPzLQZZ7975bippaaqy0pigHazfLM2mKH_II8HZGBUiVJZSrtlGwgNNSxPn2Am_XKN5V-eX0VKEzEZAFFJ7SUfdTxfRc/s320/IMG_1916.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I was hoping the pro photos would be posted, but until they are have a blurry screenshot</td></tr></tbody></table><br /> I let my nerves get to me a bit in warm up, but Cinder was foot perfect. Our 2' round was ok, I know I added in all the lines and didn't ride my best, but we nabbed a 3rd out of 7. When we went in for the flat, I heard one of the other trainers telling her kid that "Molly is a great hunter ride, just watch what she does and follow her." and that gave me a big kick in the ass to actually ride like I know what I'm doing. We had an unfortunate break in the right lead canter when I half halted without enough leg, but we still got a second. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXW2Hr3EjU0sk2tMwCdFxGztDgoaqM08VOvu4p0WOMZocr5Cl5TwrtSmS2wC-Hm4tnphb-1AW_eVCX8_gr7NbBd1iZcPHrDbwupIUKvWG3HyCBWDBYYQHulL1ttz-cp_lDnB3oFg10fOxjSEda9-xrc1ktEoZw1EJnZ9MRTtca_8S3EBsyGkyWLLcWBP4/s1170/IMG_1918.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="1170" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXW2Hr3EjU0sk2tMwCdFxGztDgoaqM08VOvu4p0WOMZocr5Cl5TwrtSmS2wC-Hm4tnphb-1AW_eVCX8_gr7NbBd1iZcPHrDbwupIUKvWG3HyCBWDBYYQHulL1ttz-cp_lDnB3oFg10fOxjSEda9-xrc1ktEoZw1EJnZ9MRTtca_8S3EBsyGkyWLLcWBP4/s320/IMG_1918.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spoiler alert</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>We walked around to keep Cin warm while they adjusted for the 2'3" and A asked if I wanted to jump anything else. I said no, but I should have because Cinder clobbered the first fence in our round. Now we know that when we do a warm-up round at a lower height we need to school the bigger height after. I was really, really happy with the rest of round. I did add in the first outside line, but picked up the pace and made the strides in the other line. We rightfully didn't place, but that's ok. Cinder felt like an absolute seasoned pro marching right around and not caring at all about me being a nervous wreck on her back. It was a great way to end our show season. </p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-20591093731055575262023-10-06T09:02:00.000-07:002023-10-06T09:02:20.923-07:00Foto Friday<p> Instead of trying to recap everything for the past few weeks, how about I just sum it up with some pictures?</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyqY2KdBR-JL0a6eJOpkPEb2NrE1n-Iv0ZjEClXwyObr2IpNCqmQMGDqbu_OpN43-n8b2sj1UnaWyZ6IgG66Z6E78MykOngPFGMvme2We_l87Vqo1W50APv5YXe7iNQQoRaHa0JKz8sSiO27tdTpmVWtGsZXHXWM0REfkSQM5sJ-JIRVRBqeYFzAIGFSY/s640/IMG_1833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyqY2KdBR-JL0a6eJOpkPEb2NrE1n-Iv0ZjEClXwyObr2IpNCqmQMGDqbu_OpN43-n8b2sj1UnaWyZ6IgG66Z6E78MykOngPFGMvme2We_l87Vqo1W50APv5YXe7iNQQoRaHa0JKz8sSiO27tdTpmVWtGsZXHXWM0REfkSQM5sJ-JIRVRBqeYFzAIGFSY/s320/IMG_1833.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>Fall is here (despite the current heat wave yesterday and today) and it was time to sort through all my blankets. Cinder has already worn her sheet for a week or so during our first rain storm because she is a princess who hates getting wet. Peebs on the other hand is very happy to be a muddy mess.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJolBEWAWofK19OnrFvoiwCO-xOeFex0ZKhW0WLGj4UG04fLsPRo9qPU0T-uVhzOYKg8emNzF1nAAUTt6cdtZSaZvOmo309OkP-Bw7AUJ796pLHEgDvhPjNFvGVfCRZ6xSVyFYtf5GSH6wLswZVnVf4tHSCkk00yMn1q7Q-mSLkmDECF1gNGgrtKSHYas/s640/IMG_1825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJolBEWAWofK19OnrFvoiwCO-xOeFex0ZKhW0WLGj4UG04fLsPRo9qPU0T-uVhzOYKg8emNzF1nAAUTt6cdtZSaZvOmo309OkP-Bw7AUJ796pLHEgDvhPjNFvGVfCRZ6xSVyFYtf5GSH6wLswZVnVf4tHSCkk00yMn1q7Q-mSLkmDECF1gNGgrtKSHYas/s320/IMG_1825.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>Cinder got her own custom saddle! I stayed with the Voltaire Palm Beach, just with different panels and a larger seat size. Cinder had outgrown the used one I got last year, and since it never quite fit me right and finding a used saddle with a larger seat size with short flaps is almost impossible, we decided it was time to go fully custom. It's beautiful and so comfortable to ride in. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYZZ8CUulxCcwq0r_Kuz-XjLtm5dfMJ2pOmI9_U3IOn2MzUQXAvzWWOSE2mxv5U6XfnVLtesjHFlR_qoQgZoj7L1p0OG3y7VacR08QwcZ-SQTvMCN46PfxV59fSxVR4sM1ygq3oy3iRdb4bgCbGNeamFkmHeTBUTEp08ES-5E8VO6jvIG58qwybxq4_Bo/s1380/IMG_1848.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="987" data-original-width="1380" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYZZ8CUulxCcwq0r_Kuz-XjLtm5dfMJ2pOmI9_U3IOn2MzUQXAvzWWOSE2mxv5U6XfnVLtesjHFlR_qoQgZoj7L1p0OG3y7VacR08QwcZ-SQTvMCN46PfxV59fSxVR4sM1ygq3oy3iRdb4bgCbGNeamFkmHeTBUTEp08ES-5E8VO6jvIG58qwybxq4_Bo/s320/IMG_1848.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>I had a lesson last week where Cin and I weren't quite clicking, so we ended on a good note and then A hopped on to take Cin over the new course that had been set that morning. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgplxuhSDzBijRzpIzQu2YV7eG4rWKsg-x6hg2AJigqA2Fa9JFCb3UjR01MLcvdXaeiH2OP128Cd38pqjd33uLdQdAjo-WZ9Yw-kEamDOWwd0j6Nlal55GPv2nqejlkboOgNtT8_pMlflNDX915P1iimfbDgaCTK8QHKExhKu3jaGCq8iVAGVzIIyTh8WU/s640/IMG_1851.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgplxuhSDzBijRzpIzQu2YV7eG4rWKsg-x6hg2AJigqA2Fa9JFCb3UjR01MLcvdXaeiH2OP128Cd38pqjd33uLdQdAjo-WZ9Yw-kEamDOWwd0j6Nlal55GPv2nqejlkboOgNtT8_pMlflNDX915P1iimfbDgaCTK8QHKExhKu3jaGCq8iVAGVzIIyTh8WU/s320/IMG_1851.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>A bunch of jumps had just gotten repainted and Cinder had to stare down a few of them, because DIFFERENT, but she was so good and so game. The yellow gate used to be a light gray, and Cinder was very concerned that it was now bright yellow. She didn't seem to care that the jump was 1.0m, her first at that height. She did jump it, but pulled the rail. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFBTklfBgl8TM8GICjedFG8vtnwH6R7ADO8gOs3_rd_TkacioSTy_0YRQDaZHEP3DJgbQvF_gEa5uhk-1t_z71LTQivcFwtKnh0o4XrpH_TmX6q14dnmKRFK2qLyHXIwOYT4CLv242oE2Ngy9yG7gehnFMlmReIP3ehN5qTdb99mhDIu3TSh4u5FUxgtM/s640/IMG_1850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="524" data-original-width="640" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFBTklfBgl8TM8GICjedFG8vtnwH6R7ADO8gOs3_rd_TkacioSTy_0YRQDaZHEP3DJgbQvF_gEa5uhk-1t_z71LTQivcFwtKnh0o4XrpH_TmX6q14dnmKRFK2qLyHXIwOYT4CLv242oE2Ngy9yG7gehnFMlmReIP3ehN5qTdb99mhDIu3TSh4u5FUxgtM/s320/IMG_1850.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Second time was easy peasy<br /><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigZLpuobvR4fmaxjVDi5qn3Ci2Y_BzHYrho_250mGldWEr37vM2gW6DCViWIVlXqBkXeLS-cnGufUVryCZmeDfXU426LrDxgs5Pt3dpwXetR0l6beGAi9kfLeJIuF3m8WP7lglr-7Kv7aYV3m9Q0sz9ErerM-NCXyRZfoq4YQwDTikZHG1Pv8NFjScDZA/s640/IMG_1867.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigZLpuobvR4fmaxjVDi5qn3Ci2Y_BzHYrho_250mGldWEr37vM2gW6DCViWIVlXqBkXeLS-cnGufUVryCZmeDfXU426LrDxgs5Pt3dpwXetR0l6beGAi9kfLeJIuF3m8WP7lglr-7Kv7aYV3m9Q0sz9ErerM-NCXyRZfoq4YQwDTikZHG1Pv8NFjScDZA/s320/IMG_1867.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Cinder is currently in her once a quarter "I like boys" phase and thinks the new OTTB gelding Spin is the best thing ever. I give it a week till she hates him again. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5sDgkhroNCiwQzgp9_tYoJdt2-eeY-cfcVdD4eJ6mehLXTS_Hu7F9WXpNuYIwZAeqn8cLc9Z5DTNoEkMgIugkoldkF_EtnlNno7dadESO2SdmUCnWr81R1dhgnudW5Z2N72cqlq6lZTIeKsRTBN9EDSa2aZX1wN0xjJXQw1w5BV6d63UjndfSHCnBPsU/s640/IMG_1862.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5sDgkhroNCiwQzgp9_tYoJdt2-eeY-cfcVdD4eJ6mehLXTS_Hu7F9WXpNuYIwZAeqn8cLc9Z5DTNoEkMgIugkoldkF_EtnlNno7dadESO2SdmUCnWr81R1dhgnudW5Z2N72cqlq6lZTIeKsRTBN9EDSa2aZX1wN0xjJXQw1w5BV6d63UjndfSHCnBPsU/s320/IMG_1862.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>I fed at Cinder's barn a few times last week while the regular pm feeding was gone and A was at a horse trial. I've helped A feed before, but never done it all by myself, and let me tell you, feeding 56 horses is a lot. I much prefer feeding the four horses at Peebs barn. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><p><br /></p></div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-50541285176886689862023-09-22T09:21:00.001-07:002023-09-22T09:21:40.157-07:00TransitionsSummer is transitioning into fall here in the PNW and I couldn't be happier about it. Temps are cooling, rain is in the forecast, and Cinder is feeling good. Its so obvious that she's a cold weather girl, and not a fan of hot girl summer. <div><br /></div><div>After her couple easy weeks, Cinder came out ready to work. We had a few great flat lessons where we were able to put a bit more pressure on her, ask for more, and she stepped right up. We played around with transitions within the gaits, doing the numbers game where 5 is a normal working trot and then going up to an 8, and back down to a 4, then a 7, etc. Trainer A wanted me to focus on keeping her connected and round, and we got some really, really nice trot work. </div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9T5LGnfL6xLtO4Glkf_ddK9UB6c8M1vQDLo4Hm09ldDSRDweykUb8kWqXO5fK-AMIkz0a7iP2u37KfZpxf_DbNbVN0VYfOXszffcpJxc97JB4moEmD4zzY495VwMQSvzJW1IajQD6SW3ifAWRNuED6CBtFLDZW54y45wSqXT4dPLHZ6nqgTu1JURfY5M/s640/IMG_1780.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9T5LGnfL6xLtO4Glkf_ddK9UB6c8M1vQDLo4Hm09ldDSRDweykUb8kWqXO5fK-AMIkz0a7iP2u37KfZpxf_DbNbVN0VYfOXszffcpJxc97JB4moEmD4zzY495VwMQSvzJW1IajQD6SW3ifAWRNuED6CBtFLDZW54y45wSqXT4dPLHZ6nqgTu1JURfY5M/s320/IMG_1780.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I helped A out with her filly at the KWPN keuring and that itty bitty forelock braid is the cutest thing I've ever seen <br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div>The highlight was our canter work. I was able to keep that rounder frame going into the canter, and it felt magical. Going left is Cin's easier direction, and once I got her where I wanted in the connection, she was able to keep it with minimal input from me. It felt so nice. The right lead is a little harder, but it still felt so good. </div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXBFZHO3BqXLA4HeCtvOqTLmAmLcK5Th1gfY9pFjNOek54Dud02WoBvfvSG73GjaKknp_AdfMCE81WkyalijZ99ljjoAzVZC5lKBg0rE5PWYTUXnB_8j2LQ_4ZBjoE_lOHeWSPgitDfXMYzQgklpH9yCNEO69q3OO2pIwCR1SxxN2mOO9E6eDagxq7Ct8/s664/IMG_1793.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="478" data-original-width="664" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXBFZHO3BqXLA4HeCtvOqTLmAmLcK5Th1gfY9pFjNOek54Dud02WoBvfvSG73GjaKknp_AdfMCE81WkyalijZ99ljjoAzVZC5lKBg0rE5PWYTUXnB_8j2LQ_4ZBjoE_lOHeWSPgitDfXMYzQgklpH9yCNEO69q3OO2pIwCR1SxxN2mOO9E6eDagxq7Ct8/s320/IMG_1793.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">#failfriday</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>Unfortunately all that flat work didn't quite translate to our jumping. In our lesson last week Cinder was a bit distracted and I couldn't quite get her fully connected. We did a few singles off a long approach, and the easiest was the square oxer on the diagonal, go figure. I started overthinking the ride to the single on the outside, as well as the outside line on the other long side. I was micromanaging her too much, without having enough impulsion. Trainer A told me I was working too hard to make the distances happen, and that I needed to get a good rhythm with impulsion, and let the distances happen. That was light bulb moment and everything became much easier after that. </div><div><br /></div><div> </div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-24229001149945770132023-08-30T15:02:00.001-07:002023-08-30T15:02:46.580-07:00Summer Vacay<p> Cinder got two easy weeks after Split Rock. The first week saw temps up to 108*, so even if she hadn't shown the week before, she would have gotten the time off anyways. At the end of that week the vet was out and Cinder got some acupuncture. She was tight in her back and slightly stocked up behind, probably due to the show and not moving around during the heat wave. She's a horse that when the temps are above 85 she's sure she can't possibly move, and the barn was only doing half day turnout so she was in under her fan more than normal. Vet recommended a few days of bute and easy work, so Trainer A took her on a couple trail rides and the legs bounced right back. The tightness in her back is also partly due to my saddle, but I have the fix for that on order and it should be here in the next few weeks.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSNNQXwxtup3txmLg-sD7GE-366XmSGtROht8AsgWwL1WvobKfEkcJr-WJ1KqzLyqVa4OZEZc9XRb6dOmcf3FIblel5jblGj5P9D6m7s6Uky2htGSZa3BBQsnor0OQ7UC-dUd6vVv0k010CBzbbarv6xolS8MeQ7JKpQ5sLb40xXxnpURj5a_sekNzcdQ/s640/IMG_1730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSNNQXwxtup3txmLg-sD7GE-366XmSGtROht8AsgWwL1WvobKfEkcJr-WJ1KqzLyqVa4OZEZc9XRb6dOmcf3FIblel5jblGj5P9D6m7s6Uky2htGSZa3BBQsnor0OQ7UC-dUd6vVv0k010CBzbbarv6xolS8MeQ7JKpQ5sLb40xXxnpURj5a_sekNzcdQ/s320/IMG_1730.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Barn cat likes to judge you while you mix up supplement containers</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Last week I was swamped with work and then my mom and I had a weekend away in Central Oregon. I didn't make it out to the barn for over a week and I felt like a bad pony mom. Cinder got some more trail ride and a stretchy flat ride while I was gone. She did manage to find trouble while I was away. The horse in the paddock next to her sat on the fence, and then freaked out when the hot tape wound around her hind legs. That set Cinder off, and she managed to scrape up one of her hind legs as well. It's all superficial, but she's one that swells easily, so when I came out for my lesson on Monday it was still pretty stocked up. She was 100% sound, so that's good. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbfcHcQ6K5zqPzS0OSuoneX0M5XCTeUA3nGoB-IW15nlJGIJiQ4QkGrJlnGgzVo4kAO0N0MfmpWKAkx3H8pW1N-9kx42kvSJhpjtvHn5nPV0B2knq1VHoSS9SESGmw2jvTy4Fb0Ovm8-BojRFkiP34WNnVb-XdFgh7p1DACsKjr7vLGuVjS1xZXGe3zDI/s640/IMG_1758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbfcHcQ6K5zqPzS0OSuoneX0M5XCTeUA3nGoB-IW15nlJGIJiQ4QkGrJlnGgzVo4kAO0N0MfmpWKAkx3H8pW1N-9kx42kvSJhpjtvHn5nPV0B2knq1VHoSS9SESGmw2jvTy4Fb0Ovm8-BojRFkiP34WNnVb-XdFgh7p1DACsKjr7vLGuVjS1xZXGe3zDI/s320/IMG_1758.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Now that the pasture is dead, Peebs is enjoying getting turned out on it for half a day, instead of being 24/7 in his dry lot. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>We decided to go on a trail ride for my lesson, as it was very humid (for Oregon. I know it's nothing compared to the east coast). The bugs were out in full force and Cinder was not happy about it. She kept having mini tantrums during the ride and would stop to try and get at the bugs on her. There's one section of the trail that Cin hates; you have to cross over a culvert with a little pond on one side, and a stream on the other. Jazzy, the mare Trainer A was riding, is usually pretty solid, but she spooked hard at that crossing so Cinder said no thank you. I dug my heels into and pushed her forward, and she ended up bolting across it and tried to run up the hill on the other side. A wanted me to stop her and come back down and let her stand for minute to see that the culver wasn't scary, but when I went to circle back, she reared twice. They were tiny rears, but as we were still going up hill I didn't trust her to keep her balance and gave up. A was fine with me giving up, and we'll revisit that crossing later. By the time we got back to the barn both Cinder and I were covered in sweat and so happy to be done. Hopefully my lesson on Friday isn't as exciting!</p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-18343492882497617062023-08-18T07:00:00.041-07:002023-08-18T07:00:00.148-07:00Split Rock Portland 2: Long Stirrup Hunter<p> Originally we had hoped that Split Rock would have a 2'3" junior/amateur division for me to show in. We're ready to move up from the 2', but not quite ready to debut at the 2'6" (and we plan to do that at a schooling show, not a rated one), but they didn't, so we entered the short stirrup division. Management said they would split the division into short and long if entries warranted, and thankfully they did. My division was supposed to run Saturday and Sunday, in the afternoons.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2okjMwMTXt9Okpmm5pQ1S5ecx_fJ0Vd8vHVlHtgZyM-hgrBTgDj-knDi-yEMv6Vsw3BIkDcn2bi3YnkHJ7vh0G513Zbmu47rVLPYOrmp0ihMO07V8fcYVsZWlJSAkUlR3Vrg9nGwUwODCOl-TSSL5dpbGJh-xvYsVElmBkVcU0UyYUEqFrLiB5OVmgUA/s640/IMG_8124.JPEG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2okjMwMTXt9Okpmm5pQ1S5ecx_fJ0Vd8vHVlHtgZyM-hgrBTgDj-knDi-yEMv6Vsw3BIkDcn2bi3YnkHJ7vh0G513Zbmu47rVLPYOrmp0ihMO07V8fcYVsZWlJSAkUlR3Vrg9nGwUwODCOl-TSSL5dpbGJh-xvYsVElmBkVcU0UyYUEqFrLiB5OVmgUA/s320/IMG_8124.JPEG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Barn friends that keep you and your horse hydrated are the best</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Saturday I had two over fences classes that were scheduled to go at 1:45, but ended up going closer to 2:30. I was way more nervous that I thought I would be, and combined with the temps at nearly 90*, I was a hot mess, in more ways than one. Thankfully Cinder acted like the seasoned pro she's turning into, and was foot perfect for me in the warm-up. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSXNNbXaaVYlPjLyNxoBDiT7QY_Y348v5e7fKLxh7NitAbDEWOdO68Xfn8Z7wsxQX6wt19XTQukNNkDJV-jAekG-Px3MnUzPOzO2yPGtNDrMMBqgYH3G93qxmM2d-VLo7Kk0weGedNeCRT8Q0rwqG0xXk0HLmoIyOJZMyoXvo6rU2_GRfMMfpCIN70zxs/s640/IMG_1713.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="640" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSXNNbXaaVYlPjLyNxoBDiT7QY_Y348v5e7fKLxh7NitAbDEWOdO68Xfn8Z7wsxQX6wt19XTQukNNkDJV-jAekG-Px3MnUzPOzO2yPGtNDrMMBqgYH3G93qxmM2d-VLo7Kk0weGedNeCRT8Q0rwqG0xXk0HLmoIyOJZMyoXvo6rU2_GRfMMfpCIN70zxs/s320/IMG_1713.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Our first round started with a longish approach to a single diagonal, and I nailed it. It felt perfect and I was so happy that I kinda forgot to ride to the next line. We had to come around past the in gate, to an 8 stride outside line along the judge's booth. As soon as we turned down the long side, I heard A tell me to ride her forward, and I did put my leg on, but not enough. I saw the long spot to the first fence and froze, instead of moving her up. I did realize that that was going to make the 8 harder and I tried to push her forward, but we got to the out long as well. The rest of the course rode well, minus having to do a simple change. We placed third out of five. Our second round had a couple of bobbles. I did ride her forward for the 8 better, but added a stride in the diagonal line and had to do another simple change. We placed fourth in that round. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3shoZVHKQfZCDP60fT6dNHIN5wuBCE1NyH1-2dIBGGsSnN9OD3HAIaRPQHuI3dvDbDRnroL9qmpM6n6KVtB7G0iTLgSrim4kjMEvTy4ucVSaBa6mO5kx3a2i90oHftCWEAaOBFszHKThvFSAmOFttRfLBEJZK43-GkTD5qEiOabAczUrHo2aGSHV6IWU/s640/IMG_1711.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3shoZVHKQfZCDP60fT6dNHIN5wuBCE1NyH1-2dIBGGsSnN9OD3HAIaRPQHuI3dvDbDRnroL9qmpM6n6KVtB7G0iTLgSrim4kjMEvTy4ucVSaBa6mO5kx3a2i90oHftCWEAaOBFszHKThvFSAmOFttRfLBEJZK43-GkTD5qEiOabAczUrHo2aGSHV6IWU/s320/IMG_1711.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Final ribbon count for the week</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Both Cin and I were hot and sweaty when we were done, and I started having doubts about Sunday. The heat wave was going to get hotter, with Sunday's forecasted high at 100*. A and I discussed it as we waited around for ribbons, and we decided to scratch. Neither Cinder nor I handle the heat very well, and as much as I love ribbons, it wasn't going to be worth it. There's only so much mesh shirts and show coats can do, after all. We had survived our first rated show, and done well, so why not quit while we were ahead. I am still slightly disappointed at having to miss Sunday, but I'm so, so proud of how good Cinder was all week and I know it was the right decision. There's always another horse show. </p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-538482959883894242023-08-16T08:00:00.001-07:002023-08-16T08:00:00.144-07:00Split Rock Portland 2: Pro-Day 2<p> Thursday was the second day of showing and Cinder had two over fences rounds to finish up her division. We once again went first thing in the morning for A's jumper rides, then ran back to the barn to grab Cinder for her divisions. Cinder had been very itchy Wednesday night, and since about half the horses in her division weren't braided, I had pulled her braids out. I really like the braided look, but it wasn't worth her being so itchy. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCEFYyEl0trS0y1D9CeIRk2mSJDKXhNMOHsP5Eq8MpceLKZx_ZqRPPlwhBUL0KPmaKQyj3PzS4WBMP5Sq8hHm5s783gm9gmRuTWdujA8OfRjGDLxwrEuPHXK_8dB_EoDU3AMNRiP58suPIAGApkXHkQudX3xDw4Z6d3kWz7mKjK8UHLA-1nN-0xHdDT4/s640/IMG_1698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="640" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCEFYyEl0trS0y1D9CeIRk2mSJDKXhNMOHsP5Eq8MpceLKZx_ZqRPPlwhBUL0KPmaKQyj3PzS4WBMP5Sq8hHm5s783gm9gmRuTWdujA8OfRjGDLxwrEuPHXK_8dB_EoDU3AMNRiP58suPIAGApkXHkQudX3xDw4Z6d3kWz7mKjK8UHLA-1nN-0xHdDT4/s320/IMG_1698.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Still cute sans braids</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Cinder was pretty miffed about not being turned out, and was a bit of a brat to load. I had looped the lead rope around my hand, so of course she tried to run sideways instead of loading, and my thumb got a nice rope burn. Mr. Stud Chain them came out to play and Cinder loaded perfectly. </p><p>At the show she was very well behaved, but very tired. She still tried her heart out, but she blew a lead change in both rounds. Flying changes are still relatively new for her, and I'm not surprised they were the first thing to go when she was tired. We're going to implement flying change boot camp this winter, because A wants to show her in the 3' next year but I've put my foot down and said she has to have a change for that division. Even with the missed changes, she placed 7th in her first round. Both A and I were very happy with her for still trying even when it was obvious she was exhausted. She got a very well deserved Friday off in the pasture before my division started on Saturday. </p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-12986538623357697882023-08-14T15:11:00.004-07:002023-08-14T15:11:45.121-07:00Split Rock Portland 2: Warm-Up and Pro Day 1<p> Cinder made her rated show debut and I made my return to the rated ring after 14 years last week. We went to the second week of the Split Rock Jumping Tour's Portland stop. I went to spectate last year and loved the show grounds and the atmosphere so it was #1 on my list for Cin's rated show debut. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYafVb_IQ_gq0H0PsR8ySYhTsPgguFVUxahuteNFi6LChoS1tJ_sj6qMssla5KGlaIXW2cvzdeYiKnUn5B57jQeW-KaN6dcvZSDQd00AccodJOOiMMZ8KUj1u-XRfJhlUM9fz2uD_Pz6M6pIR_ZUf9vz9BR8gFM9F1LoQTJFqpz7lXuO5tVgYYVPMFG6g/s640/IMG_1648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYafVb_IQ_gq0H0PsR8ySYhTsPgguFVUxahuteNFi6LChoS1tJ_sj6qMssla5KGlaIXW2cvzdeYiKnUn5B57jQeW-KaN6dcvZSDQd00AccodJOOiMMZ8KUj1u-XRfJhlUM9fz2uD_Pz6M6pIR_ZUf9vz9BR8gFM9F1LoQTJFqpz7lXuO5tVgYYVPMFG6g/s320/IMG_1648.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading out to school on warm-up day</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The show is about 15mins away from Cinder's barn, and since I'm on a bit of a budget and stalls were $$ for the week, and looked smaller than the 10x10 they were supposed to be, we decided to just haul in. We did take Cinder over on Tuesday for ticketed warm-ups and to check in. Due to the VS outbreak in California, all horses had to be inspected before unloading and it was easier to get that out of the way on Tuesday vs Wednesday when she would be showing. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRiZzWE-yp_GIXeRLLqFl6F2U8SjGh_CT1P2fm8KfZ9QNaK_JCZkf2O8HmwBgK_uv7jQjiu6zMdbswCfHaWvypNNHt8DX2ZR3AbXS2gQNlbsKejw6fUFdQL8fCRQSVAXWw1L4aymBAIdQpvFCKyAd0xVMBK7vyFcIX7CSkrQtqqbQe_MNmR8odilAB2eU/s640/IMG_1664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="486" data-original-width="640" height="243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRiZzWE-yp_GIXeRLLqFl6F2U8SjGh_CT1P2fm8KfZ9QNaK_JCZkf2O8HmwBgK_uv7jQjiu6zMdbswCfHaWvypNNHt8DX2ZR3AbXS2gQNlbsKejw6fUFdQL8fCRQSVAXWw1L4aymBAIdQpvFCKyAd0xVMBK7vyFcIX7CSkrQtqqbQe_MNmR8odilAB2eU/s320/IMG_1664.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>From where trailers parked to where the hunter rings were was quite the hike. Trainer A was riding, thankfully, because Cinder was a bit impressed with the atmosphere walking around the grounds. There's a pond on the property and when we walked by on Tuesday, dogs and kids were splashing around and causing a ruckus that Cinder did not like. She thankfully settled once we got to the rings, and schooled in both rings like a pro. She took a little peak at one of the logs from the derby, but jumped it on the second try without hesitation. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijK8Vg2ln0pf1MVYWOia_5P0s4oSCDuEPD1qhG2I0G16x_8fI2lgfDCbHPytNE_2pNAsQsXdbnyfZJ51Zqb3-CBxRqzchGpAHP3MwPdrrxaulCV1mHyDdmlFPv3pYST43RkFgEvzARJZugUwCaGpQ4Ebr1e9689vzUmtxZ1JQxK97ra9Ctt15krRxW24Y/s640/IMG_1666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="586" data-original-width="640" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijK8Vg2ln0pf1MVYWOia_5P0s4oSCDuEPD1qhG2I0G16x_8fI2lgfDCbHPytNE_2pNAsQsXdbnyfZJ51Zqb3-CBxRqzchGpAHP3MwPdrrxaulCV1mHyDdmlFPv3pYST43RkFgEvzARJZugUwCaGpQ4Ebr1e9689vzUmtxZ1JQxK97ra9Ctt15krRxW24Y/s320/IMG_1666.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>We went back home and she got braided Tuesday night. She was very confused why someone was standing on the stool next to her for so long, but she was a good sport about it. I was a bit worried she'd rub her braids out overnight, as she can be an itchy girl, but there was only one that came a little loose that I had to tighten up. <div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinjRZBHsi4mtJ1YZTKWNwXIJqqBhwD_WMX3293dp74D1TrQx0PgEVec-oNcMDLSS3PFKXUs0TpMFjlhNsm42cwJ--CNibFZXrzWWFlCJvNzR3M3xg_k9OjQOKK-vh-zlj62_DWyaWIXDYuHhPW-597Sqlf9XgyCSDHT0-_8FyOXvCKGNyVM3J_e0p0luE/s640/IMG_1672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinjRZBHsi4mtJ1YZTKWNwXIJqqBhwD_WMX3293dp74D1TrQx0PgEVec-oNcMDLSS3PFKXUs0TpMFjlhNsm42cwJ--CNibFZXrzWWFlCJvNzR3M3xg_k9OjQOKK-vh-zlj62_DWyaWIXDYuHhPW-597Sqlf9XgyCSDHT0-_8FyOXvCKGNyVM3J_e0p0luE/s320/IMG_1672.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cinder got to meet her older half sister Izzy, and made her look like a pony. Izzy definitely didn't get their mom's height gene</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /><p>Trainer A had another horse she was showing in the jumpers first thing in the morning, so we ran over to the show without Cinder for that. Split Rock requires formal attire for all their jumper classes, so there were quite a few hunters being shown in white breeches all week. We had just enough time after the jumper classes to run back home, grab Cin, and head back over to the show. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNf_9Z2DRAaWtooRJ09SK9Z6afa_1TjkQ0czD5PUJ5fjEcpCi29AcPQgniX9B5qiyo4IqZnwvUCGU9VSDBoNFhbm6_DFGjDDh2JcwfbxYTRaxF5NRmVuyEUVAZqE1uTvcH4jJqPXS4MwT7W6jDV1szuJtJnlI_KmxacrUrmnVfoJBJvkbKa2MYgOa4G4/s640/IMG_1679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNf_9Z2DRAaWtooRJ09SK9Z6afa_1TjkQ0czD5PUJ5fjEcpCi29AcPQgniX9B5qiyo4IqZnwvUCGU9VSDBoNFhbm6_DFGjDDh2JcwfbxYTRaxF5NRmVuyEUVAZqE1uTvcH4jJqPXS4MwT7W6jDV1szuJtJnlI_KmxacrUrmnVfoJBJvkbKa2MYgOa4G4/s320/IMG_1679.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>Cinder was showing with A in the USHJA 2'6" hunters, and it was a full division with 13 entries. They had two over fences and the under saddle on Tuesday. Cinder warmed up well and A was able to watch a couple of horses go before heading in for their first trip. Cinder spooked at the photographer, who was wearing a neon green shirt, coming around a corner, but otherwise we were really happy with the round. She made all the distances, got her leads, and minus the spook, was pretty consistent. She didn't place, but I figured that would happen. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIadQN-PF4ESYiEJ7ylnoEowUxWvwuh5e6h2VIKLDtm90u8GeCg7nTftIi3KVkUZ1nROgKgj_TfUN-wicOxYOOKakWDH5dYGoLJtohGyKPV8lmqcg53H7NZVrQquwaR9k-fH8ACSXLWhFmWoNw9Ys7ZxWgdyK3uYXjkGivWWuRC3zKd3b9c50hq3lzzjQ/s1200/IMG_1692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="1200" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIadQN-PF4ESYiEJ7ylnoEowUxWvwuh5e6h2VIKLDtm90u8GeCg7nTftIi3KVkUZ1nROgKgj_TfUN-wicOxYOOKakWDH5dYGoLJtohGyKPV8lmqcg53H7NZVrQquwaR9k-fH8ACSXLWhFmWoNw9Ys7ZxWgdyK3uYXjkGivWWuRC3zKd3b9c50hq3lzzjQ/s320/IMG_1692.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All pro photos bought from Winslow Photography</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div><div>Their second round was also very lovely, and earned them a fifth. Cinder marched around the ring like she'd done it hundreds of times before, and didn't look as green as she is. I was so proud of her and A, who was also doing her first rated h/j show. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigOap5gmkhS_g_YxGwYdPpuvfBRP-7I_h3pO22SfGdQ6dkTsKVFNss2uf-th7tZyok8BJ7z_SfPjZQGlCTlwki4G_APEJB92VKJMhQmnm8XHKS5h2DygNrZp0HguHu0Uc6bN7VR3QJjfosbNwEy8tCJ2gZZYkxPaVeLWIr_1P-dFdkWfwBfHf4wqpetvc/s1200/IMG_1693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="1200" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigOap5gmkhS_g_YxGwYdPpuvfBRP-7I_h3pO22SfGdQ6dkTsKVFNss2uf-th7tZyok8BJ7z_SfPjZQGlCTlwki4G_APEJB92VKJMhQmnm8XHKS5h2DygNrZp0HguHu0Uc6bN7VR3QJjfosbNwEy8tCJ2gZZYkxPaVeLWIr_1P-dFdkWfwBfHf4wqpetvc/s320/IMG_1693.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>There were some lovely movers in the flat, and I honestly expected Cinder to place middle of the pack. A rode her a touch conservatively, but Cinder was getting tired and A was trying to hold her together versus asking for brilliance. So I was shocked to hear their number called in second. I still don't believe that I own a horse that can take a good piece of the hack, but I guess I do. I guess all that dressage does pay off. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6V883i2LqeoufOyCw0nZbDuqvQY96G3cpeyx0mjO1YWDJzF5lGmaqMoxN2UJjwLgdo1eqWFQoABrygFPlbyinFgvUcc3BP25rTbrWe0yq9ligI3Ky3M8NQEtgF0yHVA6UjFUPYXl4o2ElNAt0HQzyPvXShKxZt9H3LqpN32CskJ47GD3_WOpFWfYtg8o/s640/IMG_1699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="640" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6V883i2LqeoufOyCw0nZbDuqvQY96G3cpeyx0mjO1YWDJzF5lGmaqMoxN2UJjwLgdo1eqWFQoABrygFPlbyinFgvUcc3BP25rTbrWe0yq9ligI3Ky3M8NQEtgF0yHVA6UjFUPYXl4o2ElNAt0HQzyPvXShKxZt9H3LqpN32CskJ47GD3_WOpFWfYtg8o/s320/IMG_1699.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Pro day two, and my time in show ring, to come later this week! <br /><p><br /></p></div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-73912086181488130952023-07-26T13:57:00.000-07:002023-07-26T13:57:47.089-07:00The Fun Stuff<p> Last Friday I was happy to see a few fences set up in ring for my lesson. My brain was still fried from our dressage heavy lessons and jumping felt so much easier. Our warm-up was pretty short and sweet, focusing on getting Cinder forward with minimal effort on my part. We did some shortening and lengthening of her stride to check adjustability before we started to jump. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_PIr8W07KVTcgnO736G70vr7xeRmfNKpM7zanB20U51ZVoe-FDAofjMvtMEDIJVsVqko7WpMeI9rDe0B2eE9c70aHSEpKpz-GSV6P-sDocpxA0IyLUNCNVAoWFcdCVTWxJeXNmHgN1nQ18KeRbdgOVIOUI7Blq0rGsanDcD74bcB0_5oI0W1J4jUUdxg/s640/71150483110__33A534BB-D2F0-45B0-95D9-DA082412CD06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="583" data-original-width="640" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_PIr8W07KVTcgnO736G70vr7xeRmfNKpM7zanB20U51ZVoe-FDAofjMvtMEDIJVsVqko7WpMeI9rDe0B2eE9c70aHSEpKpz-GSV6P-sDocpxA0IyLUNCNVAoWFcdCVTWxJeXNmHgN1nQ18KeRbdgOVIOUI7Blq0rGsanDcD74bcB0_5oI0W1J4jUUdxg/s320/71150483110__33A534BB-D2F0-45B0-95D9-DA082412CD06.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cin's nickname in the barn is Hotdog, so when I saw the Mane Jane hotdog spur straps, I had to get them. Now I'm on the hunt for a hotdog charm to clip into her braids. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>We started over fences with a cross rail on a diagonal going back and forth, stopping on a straight line. We then moved on to two brush boxes that were set up on the center line with no standards. I was slightly worried because Cin can sometimes get wiggly to jumps without standards and has run out before, but she was totally fine with these. <div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTRRvpvgY1RDNtGikQq5bvtI5Iyy_DEv9XniOtFR33cAu06dVZCfHXmASrXqJPDn95G7fBvJdCGk_Rddh2YMm6ggY2kHY8WxR0UtRI9fem8Ek0Q5Z40Nqpst8baiS6QLrYfRtredBk5dyUpxYC8-TBs48Wvzn-w81cXTll-ySinpxoLfXpYBSQL-Glgh8/s1170/IMG_1566.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="619" data-original-width="1170" height="169" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTRRvpvgY1RDNtGikQq5bvtI5Iyy_DEv9XniOtFR33cAu06dVZCfHXmASrXqJPDn95G7fBvJdCGk_Rddh2YMm6ggY2kHY8WxR0UtRI9fem8Ek0Q5Z40Nqpst8baiS6QLrYfRtredBk5dyUpxYC8-TBs48Wvzn-w81cXTll-ySinpxoLfXpYBSQL-Glgh8/s320/IMG_1566.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><p>There were two outside verticals set and we did those in a big circle. A wanted me to make the circle big enough that it wasn't a jumper turn to them, but not so big that I was cantering in space forever. The first time through them Cin was a bit behind my leg and I had to move her up a bit to both. They weren't bad jumps, but not super great ones either. During our second pass I thought I had her in front of my leg, but when I went to steady to both fences she broke to the trot. But third time was the charm. We did a circle before starting and I made sure to rev her up a bit and both fences flowed really well. We quit on that good note. </p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBAvU7L8BBZt1bY66u2ViRqJSTvWOPxhmOiFzkVNzTwK7LJfsSUCXFqqB4at9RuAYJWGn9VWyDNV-CEHiB0cZvSLRtpTjomZifyykMlRKiP1nWm3b_-Y0_2rd4ZYb7Dsn-bRdgkw8GSkwDuH4MDYLaS8ATs5yiZ24xeywt9i2Ipvnx2S5AbG4VK8mtsg4/s640/IMG_1580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBAvU7L8BBZt1bY66u2ViRqJSTvWOPxhmOiFzkVNzTwK7LJfsSUCXFqqB4at9RuAYJWGn9VWyDNV-CEHiB0cZvSLRtpTjomZifyykMlRKiP1nWm3b_-Y0_2rd4ZYb7Dsn-bRdgkw8GSkwDuH4MDYLaS8ATs5yiZ24xeywt9i2Ipvnx2S5AbG4VK8mtsg4/s320/IMG_1580.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The barn hosted a Muddy Princess mud run over the weekend and they parked in Cin's pasture and she was concerned about it</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>For my lesson on Monday, A asked if I wanted to jump or flat. The same few fences were set up, along with a mini jump chute. To both of our surprise, I said flat. The jump configuration was a little boring and why waste time and effort on them again. In the trot work we did some small circles, focusing on bringing the outside shoulder around and getting Cinder to really sit on her butt. A said she wanted to play around with baby walk pirouettes, something Cin's never done. It took me a few tries to understand how much I had to whoa with my hand, but go with my leg. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguIIYaDNXbsB77ydb0kVpi6f14CDCNqYIIYKFYDYQjfkrHYzX7f8Vgd1UHCgqn923mfw4ci-lIGEJanzK-Jfvuf4Ds9OC0oBAcO2IvYwOPrIc_4kvCBrpf1rYCO-9OZbOGRyjbKg_DYujUAVJ_qpHbTQglW47YBXYFTU6SGwB_EA717AK7nOuIzpER9fw/s640/IMG_1588.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="605" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguIIYaDNXbsB77ydb0kVpi6f14CDCNqYIIYKFYDYQjfkrHYzX7f8Vgd1UHCgqn923mfw4ci-lIGEJanzK-Jfvuf4Ds9OC0oBAcO2IvYwOPrIc_4kvCBrpf1rYCO-9OZbOGRyjbKg_DYujUAVJ_qpHbTQglW47YBXYFTU6SGwB_EA717AK7nOuIzpER9fw/s320/IMG_1588.jpg" width="303" /></a></div><br /><p>After a few attempts each way, as I was coming out of a pirouette, A told me to canter and both Cinder and I were like WTF? I asked and she kinda scrambled into it. Poor Cin felt overwhelmed but she stayed with me and kept trying. A would have us canter a few circles, back to the walk, walk pirouette a time or two, then back to canter out of the pirouette. Our attempts were very rough and much more huntery than real dressagey, but I was proud of both of us for toughing it out. Cinder said it was very hard work and that she was very tired. I told A that it was really fun and that I like this type of dressage. </p></div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-46053100175137159062023-07-19T10:43:00.002-07:002023-07-19T10:43:37.849-07:00My Brain's Broken<p> Cinder got her shoe put back on last week and we jumped right back into the hard stuff. Trainer A has started focusing on the flying changes with Cin, and in both my lesson last Saturday and Monday we worked on them. And it broke my brain. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzxKbccUk1EeQccTXVaS0PB2gGMaa1t8G1aMY6tBqjDwPSdmXdR8jQPAhM55GzLDeYi1B41YYuw6rd0jzDrRuz35nuM30uzTqMfgDJ-WzEyp-3ck2yeuYL0ZlaP98VsKZ_AdUGZx_3_wU9i5x6oUFkWJySH9U59GmQG3lTyEmmacEQs7KwKSzIbg8Hym0/s640/IMG_1524.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzxKbccUk1EeQccTXVaS0PB2gGMaa1t8G1aMY6tBqjDwPSdmXdR8jQPAhM55GzLDeYi1B41YYuw6rd0jzDrRuz35nuM30uzTqMfgDJ-WzEyp-3ck2yeuYL0ZlaP98VsKZ_AdUGZx_3_wU9i5x6oUFkWJySH9U59GmQG3lTyEmmacEQs7KwKSzIbg8Hym0/s320/IMG_1524.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trainer A's Sea Lion filly was born a week and a half ago with mom giving absolutely no signs of foaling so everyone was super excited for SURPRISE BABY!! And don't worry, her legs have straightened out, she was like 12hrs old in this pic</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>To set up the flying changes, A has us schooling canter leg yields. The leg yields themselves aren't super great yet, and the spurs definitely help with them. Cinder is still in the " want to go forward fast" vs "go sideways" stage with asking for the leg yields and I tend to get a bit discombobulated trying to package her and keep her from squirting out in front of me. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO7ysmWeIE1FC4Mn4rLHJifGyNODHT-2eZkH532vYikhq0SI3B8xst29MTMRMCQzd8hPPIEbQ7LM1DqkUqd9RdUOoSbFXL567WYIMGVovh6t5rnpL47qwp7A03WLhgJp_XMA7rPnIX6TQS0oKlUXdwjrEjsAtXepwVLIMheWzmq8ZkQPzIdxUI78XhFtg/s640/IMG_1541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO7ysmWeIE1FC4Mn4rLHJifGyNODHT-2eZkH532vYikhq0SI3B8xst29MTMRMCQzd8hPPIEbQ7LM1DqkUqd9RdUOoSbFXL567WYIMGVovh6t5rnpL47qwp7A03WLhgJp_XMA7rPnIX6TQS0oKlUXdwjrEjsAtXepwVLIMheWzmq8ZkQPzIdxUI78XhFtg/s320/IMG_1541.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All ready figured out that she loves butt scratches</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>What really broke my brain was when A told me while tracking right to keep Cinder's haunches towards the right, but then push her over to the left. I legit couldn't figure out how to work my legs to make that happen. I had to stop and told A "I don't know how to do that." She walked me through what she wanted me to do, then as I picked the canter back up told me again where to place each of my legs, and how much pressure she wanted me to use. And what do you know, it worked really well. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRg9ebAvI7JwvEKAjpz5fNaYR_taA5lOdxblo9IVPfXlTGu8GiB48pJgVIByLZd5QLEE9zSBs97myu7oLqkCIx2CqvjohPobdtnX8qRjHpRxIh82s5rS-JY3z7GZJqASfH3utTg_nBK0NwZs4Atgek5dxXKaVe7mdOmJG0Eg_j0ZqsV8suDsf0k0lwuk/s640/IMG_1538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRg9ebAvI7JwvEKAjpz5fNaYR_taA5lOdxblo9IVPfXlTGu8GiB48pJgVIByLZd5QLEE9zSBs97myu7oLqkCIx2CqvjohPobdtnX8qRjHpRxIh82s5rS-JY3z7GZJqASfH3utTg_nBK0NwZs4Atgek5dxXKaVe7mdOmJG0Eg_j0ZqsV8suDsf0k0lwuk/s320/IMG_1538.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>I'm not sure why this broke my brain so much but I think when I've done canter leg yields before they've been the kinda half assed h/j version while A is making me to the much more correct actual dressage version. Dressage is hard. </p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-67205839889590933472023-07-06T15:06:00.000-07:002023-07-06T15:06:27.133-07:00Summer Break<p> Cinder's had a little summer break the past two weeks. We've been riding and lessoning, but have dialed it back a notch or two. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivsZmDMj0QQUh4IuDEwRlDcLQj6QK-3PgswMwDlNGyrk6Ux1eHHaES5E5Ql0UTXltSumAr8-ojfFkfw5ekYCidj41rUp-bhNZeoVJYKLMPtb32WffJY51KmG_emjpdv86M8k692fYUsgMCdV7ZTDtmy1glOUncB5jk3sek1UWqGlhO5rDxoeQI6FJgb2Q/s640/IMG_1489.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivsZmDMj0QQUh4IuDEwRlDcLQj6QK-3PgswMwDlNGyrk6Ux1eHHaES5E5Ql0UTXltSumAr8-ojfFkfw5ekYCidj41rUp-bhNZeoVJYKLMPtb32WffJY51KmG_emjpdv86M8k692fYUsgMCdV7ZTDtmy1glOUncB5jk3sek1UWqGlhO5rDxoeQI6FJgb2Q/s320/IMG_1489.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She melts</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>We've added spurs to the mix in the past few weeks as well. Cinder is much more of a push ride and I only have some much leg to push with. Especially when it's hot. Cin is a true PNW resident and believes that any temp over 80* is just offensively hot. I had one lesson two weeks ago where I nearly died trying to keep her going around a little course and asked A if I could have spurs. I've been using just tiny nubby spurs, but they've been a big help. Cin was a little offended the first time I used them, but the worst thing she did was toss her head. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlZaP5Jqse_zcqTRRO5JWrTKKfHUsriXJaExLcveHJjLZ40_q0bIaC6sUHjELAAwh-fxcCItuWK9qqG0t2Uph645cLMYOHPoXsTtrNASp-iDAi9shyAm0sqARrJSX0lpkORu6nuEY34lfbIXIDZ3xKiBdfNmNkZOqFn7SLREsvSryQ3wRLw1x4cMHLyk/s640/IMG_1498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlZaP5Jqse_zcqTRRO5JWrTKKfHUsriXJaExLcveHJjLZ40_q0bIaC6sUHjELAAwh-fxcCItuWK9qqG0t2Uph645cLMYOHPoXsTtrNASp-iDAi9shyAm0sqARrJSX0lpkORu6nuEY34lfbIXIDZ3xKiBdfNmNkZOqFn7SLREsvSryQ3wRLw1x4cMHLyk/s320/IMG_1498.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The barn has gotten a few new horses in this month, and they were all mares. When it was only 3 or 4 of them, the girls used to be turned out in the smaller group field, but now since there's 5 to 6 (one currently on stall rest for an injury) the mares got switched to the big group field and the three geldings are in the smaller field. There were a few days when the girls were playing favorites and trying to work out pecking order, but so far it seems that Cinder has come out on top. One of the other new girls (who just turned 3) can be pushy but she seems to like Cinder and defer to her. It helps that Cin is biggest one out there and that she's not possessive of any of the others. <div><br /></div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbcNzDmVIS-OigRl1nqaidgrddRCA6uriYQN3u04CQAnUFtfMu0ECV7gwtBSAPSr_Z13HD_ZEYT1j3yQdghsJ9m372UA2lgGmrZX8JLVnOJdoRLKrS3uIDSjoP7QNGbE2XVQURwP9IEbZAAlDUQTSnIfTG_vKPAZmK27OF4zCotZg2x-Bp_5B15fnnq1c/s640/IMG_1501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbcNzDmVIS-OigRl1nqaidgrddRCA6uriYQN3u04CQAnUFtfMu0ECV7gwtBSAPSr_Z13HD_ZEYT1j3yQdghsJ9m372UA2lgGmrZX8JLVnOJdoRLKrS3uIDSjoP7QNGbE2XVQURwP9IEbZAAlDUQTSnIfTG_vKPAZmK27OF4zCotZg2x-Bp_5B15fnnq1c/s320/IMG_1501.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><p>We've had a heat wave this week and since I had Tuesday off from work, we moved my regular Monday evening lesson to Tuesday morning. Why ride when it's going to be 90* after working all day when you could ride in the morning at a nice 70*? As I was driving up, A texted asking if I wanted to go on a trial ride for my lesson. She had some things she wanted to talk through with me, and everyone knows trail ride talk therapy is good for the soul. I said it sounded perfect, and it was. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxF9WZHlMTg5Y3d8-8mvut9bRTMmJXIrOYwFK9M0A6muClencUy1moLj3MWA77UyhJXguUTA2lHZ7FWqsVjHS2FoEyxbUJvUSGJtb9a2zlXJLI7eqmEftiwO7ZemgoAt3uQ55I8zRiGL2zCrnHw0VA9hx3rFMayFriqRVyHypF4l2_gV5vhiCHZi822-A/s640/IMG_1503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxF9WZHlMTg5Y3d8-8mvut9bRTMmJXIrOYwFK9M0A6muClencUy1moLj3MWA77UyhJXguUTA2lHZ7FWqsVjHS2FoEyxbUJvUSGJtb9a2zlXJLI7eqmEftiwO7ZemgoAt3uQ55I8zRiGL2zCrnHw0VA9hx3rFMayFriqRVyHypF4l2_gV5vhiCHZi822-A/s320/IMG_1503.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cinder's downfall</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>We were out on the trial for about an hour, going up the steepest hills and looping around the far field to avoid the water truck watering the grapes. Cinder was in the Equibands and thought those combined with hill work was abuse. Then we tried going down one of the smaller side trials only to find it had been taken over by berries. Cinder was even more offended and at one point tried to jump out? jump ahead? jump in rage? but ended up doing a sort of bunny hop thing. She wants everyone to know she is a show hunter, not a field hunter. She did end up losing a hind shoe at some point during the ride, and I'm pretty sure it was here during her bonny hop thing. A and I went back to try and find the shoe, but it's long gone. </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-4423249159300453732023-06-22T08:48:00.000-07:002023-06-22T08:48:47.891-07:00Summertime Silliness<p> Last weekend Oregon got a much needed reprieve from summer. Friday was cooler, and storms started rolling in late Saturday, with some heavy thunderstorms (complete with water spouts over the ocean and in the Columbia and an EF0 tornado) on Sunday and Monday. Cinder and I had a nice ride on Friday, but on our walk around the property to cool out, she kept spooking at some plants. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1aD6fRSuXRnsPsOX-7wrMuLDii-0-Hae_nx1QWdwwf-J74fkGvFJoubxY08gfJDsmUjvwFqYE979IUCdENukIwL13mtmcdxAnaPT49_znAw6fLUhZgfrl99fTOsPPTOH1HrenVHZRUaeI2xFw7BqzpNAM0jH_orvBJQCoSeOMTJciZ1lGhLDNNzj62xI/s640/IMG_1468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="387" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1aD6fRSuXRnsPsOX-7wrMuLDii-0-Hae_nx1QWdwwf-J74fkGvFJoubxY08gfJDsmUjvwFqYE979IUCdENukIwL13mtmcdxAnaPT49_znAw6fLUhZgfrl99fTOsPPTOH1HrenVHZRUaeI2xFw7BqzpNAM0jH_orvBJQCoSeOMTJciZ1lGhLDNNzj62xI/s320/IMG_1468.jpg" width="194" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dead plants must have ghosts coming from them</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>The plants were next to the shedrow stalls, which have been empty since the fall. I was slightly frustrated that Cin would spook at the plants that have been there for literal months, but then I realized that a new horse had moved into those stalls earlier that week and Cinder was probably not used to hearing horses in there anymore. My bad Cin. </p><p>Cinder had Saturday off, and when I driving up to the barn on Sunday my gut was telling me not to ride. The temp had dropped like 25*, I got stuck in some pouring rain, and when I got to the barn no one else was there except the hay guy delivering hay. I tacked up anyway, but after three laps walking around the indoor with Cin spooking, snorting, and spinning at anything and everything I got off. It was obviously One of Those Days and I knew we wouldn't have a successful ride. I gave her a nice long free lunge, did a little ground work to make sure her brain was somewhat reinstalled, and called it quits. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrOw0O0cXLsQ-ztM-4AzhqzVQMp-oeR_TLXAll-AF0AXF3s-dMRTD-OKHmDxYcVDeLJ8f_rtMTgehsjkQDdoJTi2jmire-RbV44XVRnWRHM3H_tyTZLH8_wUNkCDeHGFbRfco5g__33oLxcD-vKP9D0eeE27m7jY5UjXmXvsx9Q-Nv4-ejDGgLfdKZfU0/s640/IMG_1458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrOw0O0cXLsQ-ztM-4AzhqzVQMp-oeR_TLXAll-AF0AXF3s-dMRTD-OKHmDxYcVDeLJ8f_rtMTgehsjkQDdoJTi2jmire-RbV44XVRnWRHM3H_tyTZLH8_wUNkCDeHGFbRfco5g__33oLxcD-vKP9D0eeE27m7jY5UjXmXvsx9Q-Nv4-ejDGgLfdKZfU0/s320/IMG_1458.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>Monday was more of the same, weather wise, but I had a lesson and figured if Cinder was going to be silly stupid, at least we'd have help. Trainer A had me ride in the Dr. Bristol bit, and I don't know if it was the bit, the free lunge the day before, or some combination of the two, but Cinder was awesome. She felt much more settled and with me as soon as I got on. We had a flat lesson, staying on a 20m circle for the most part, working on learning how to ride her in this bit vs the mullen mouth. I can take more of a feel with the Dr. Bristol and push her forward from my leg more, especially in the canter. We're going to keep riding her in the Dr. B bit for now, but do some easy ride/trail rides in the mullen to switch it up now and then. <br /></p>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312223323789583711.post-17051974119071069692023-06-16T09:47:00.000-07:002023-06-16T09:47:07.771-07:00Mental Game<p> After the show Cinder got a few days off, then a couple light rides by Trainer A. I had a lesson last Friday, and A wanted to pick up right where we left off at the show, and had us do a brief flat warm up, then got right to the jumping. I was 100% expecting a flat lesson after the show, so I wasn't mentally prepared to just jump right into the jumping and I let my anxiety get the better of me a bit. For the most part, my mental game lately with Cin has been great; I've been managing her spookiness and baby moments at home and at shows really well and I know I'm capable of riding her through just about anything and I know she's going to jump whatever we put in front of her. But last Friday I started doubting myself a bit. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVb3bZFV9Hj8jPHz2Ug6D3BCXFTvSLTDvY2dVYbyZoUqmtLAFK2Zq-ECK6FsWlC8JI1ImAh8Ip7Y07JXahVwdzfoqYZuUIHGfBugEQJt5QyTPG1h7yBwp885CECajQsHj-_xItMhoo0ZWKXoU7bd-x8QgdB7x003my5oFiLCzYDKTabZP6ClNFlY4/s640/IMG_1452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="426" data-original-width="640" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVb3bZFV9Hj8jPHz2Ug6D3BCXFTvSLTDvY2dVYbyZoUqmtLAFK2Zq-ECK6FsWlC8JI1ImAh8Ip7Y07JXahVwdzfoqYZuUIHGfBugEQJt5QyTPG1h7yBwp885CECajQsHj-_xItMhoo0ZWKXoU7bd-x8QgdB7x003my5oFiLCzYDKTabZP6ClNFlY4/s320/IMG_1452.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The show photographer hasn't posted anything or replied to the email I sent so all you get is blurry screen shots</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>Trainer A handled my mini meltdown really well, and had me do flat work and would occasionally call out for me to pick up a jump. Lots of transitions, figures, changes of directions. Basically she said she was treating me like a nervous horse and giving me a lot to do without time to anticipate anything. And it worked. We ended the lesson on a good note. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJJq_jxKSVndqYyti3HDx6o5CgQM4imqaw9DYf_TLUxl6ax-NYDEOsEU9ul_YuYaRPNMiqMdw7eG7Yp7igGQsGJe3RnoUuGUPQtmE3-OX8qIv7_FVu2ORWfm5p3Sd9-3dNDVwsjk1xhV2M7SM9fFeWjEnQDzFQUyXmHwh9e_5J9QdAqaU67_jjDvPQ/s640/IMG_1451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="397" data-original-width="640" height="199" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJJq_jxKSVndqYyti3HDx6o5CgQM4imqaw9DYf_TLUxl6ax-NYDEOsEU9ul_YuYaRPNMiqMdw7eG7Yp7igGQsGJe3RnoUuGUPQtmE3-OX8qIv7_FVu2ORWfm5p3Sd9-3dNDVwsjk1xhV2M7SM9fFeWjEnQDzFQUyXmHwh9e_5J9QdAqaU67_jjDvPQ/s320/IMG_1451.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Always pat your pony</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>I flatted her last Sunday and then asked A what we were doing for our Monday lesson. Usually our Monday lessons are flat, and we jump in our Friday lessons. A wants Cin to jump in the martingale, so I wanted to know A) so I could mentally prepare, and B) know what to tack her up in. A told me I could pick, and since she's gone at a horse trial this weekend and I don't have a lesson today, I said jump. I (always) need more help over fences, and I didn't want to go too long between jump lessons and let any insecurities build up. </div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpaWaxCpbuVBNiIMJjMy-UhXEBh0ZQLZDlH_3ogkWVCkDrNqBO3RoKuCfSd6_-4vpDF2LUigDAzxqXpz8rRl4mXAAvb5jV18d7OkKWNZ5UvO_0YAbYjO4RMg-p2tvyp65vq7DUbAQSHyMETZt32qOOg8t8k5L4MHmIeN2TSzec24h8VkhV4hq_b5f3/s640/IMG_1441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpaWaxCpbuVBNiIMJjMy-UhXEBh0ZQLZDlH_3ogkWVCkDrNqBO3RoKuCfSd6_-4vpDF2LUigDAzxqXpz8rRl4mXAAvb5jV18d7OkKWNZ5UvO_0YAbYjO4RMg-p2tvyp65vq7DUbAQSHyMETZt32qOOg8t8k5L4MHmIeN2TSzec24h8VkhV4hq_b5f3/s320/IMG_1441.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So tired</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>It was almost 90* during my lesson, and heat=a very behind my leg Cinder. We did a quick and dirty flat warm up while A finished the lesson before mine. Over fences we warmed up with a single on the center line before A had us move onto two single diagonal oxers. She had us do the long approach to both of them, working on getting our pace along the short side and maintaining it and not picking to fences. I kept seeing a slightly waiting distance to one of them, but I made it work and A said she was happy with it. The other one I was able to see farther out and could move Cin up to it. A had put the single on the center line up a hole and then had me take it from the opposite direction we had warmed up over. I kept not being able to see the distance and Cinder was fairly tired and we had a couple pretty awkward jumps. The first time Cin didn't realize it had gotten bigger and pretty much jumped into the top rail. I finally started riding and packaged her a bit more to add a stride and it worked out much better. We quit with one nice one since both Cin and I were hot and tired. I was very happy that even though I couldn't see the distance to the center jump to save my life I trusted Cin to get us over till I could pull myself together enough to help her out. </div><div><br /><p><br /></p></div>outofasheshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117319496884845767noreply@blogger.com1