After a string of tempestuous weather plaguing Central Texas on Saturdays, this past Saturday was not much different. Storms were forecast. I walked Conrad in a drenching drizzle. I almost didn’t bother taking my tall boots with me on my way out to the barn. Somehow, the barn hadn’t seen as much wet weather. It was chilly and damp, but the footing was really good, and a line of storms from the west was still a ways away. It looked like I would ACTUALLY be able to school Eli with my trainer.
(How cute is that grey? His name is Shrek.)
And he was foot-perfect. I am finally getting the hang of living with whatever distance comes up and not trying to change that at the last minute. And Eli responds beautifully to that style of riding. It’s really hard, though. In case you hadn’t noticed.
The video is some jumps, some talking, and some jumps. And then my trainer pets Eli at the end. He got apples and cookies and Sunday off! It wasn’t a lot of jumping, and that’s the way I like it for him.