I find myself thinking constantly about my addiction. I find myself wanting more time to be on the back of Tristan. The problem is that over this winter I regressed on my riding skills. During the fall I was getting good at posting. My two-point was looking nice. My posture was good. My hands were good. And now I stink.
I can’t find my balance while posting. My fingers are flaying open just asking for a broken finger. I squeak whenever he bolts unexpectedly. I am this timid mouse on the back of a horse.
Between last week and this week, there has been an improvement for sure. However, it is still not up to par with before Christmas.
I find myself wanting to lease a horse so I can spend an hour a day in the rink taking the time to get to learn how to ride. The half hour lesson isn’t enough time to build up confidence and feel that I am improving.
I know with time it will feel natural. I know with time I will improve. I am just impatient for it to come.
And with each day, the addiction becomes stronger. I read more blog about horses. I read more about horse behavior. I watch more youtube videos watching how posting is done. However the one thing I want, I have to wait another week to have and that is another lesson.
So here is this horse noob’s handsome lesson horse. Handsome Tristan.