I have never before thought it was truly my fault. I mean some things are obviously my doing, but in general if a horse wasn't acting the way I wanted or the way I felt that they should, it has always been there fault. I, as the rider, did what I felt any normal person would have done, and it is the stupid horse's fault if they did not understand. Today while I was riding Bella I realized she was doing things she knows not to do, but I was not good enough to fix it. I don't have the skills or tools to get her past it. It was my fault she would not do the stuff I wanted, because my aids were not clear enough. That's a hard thing to realize.
As for Duncan I really miss him. I hate these days when I can't see him. I haven't seen him since the clinic on Sunday, and will finally get to see him tomorrow. This is pathetic, but two days is too long without riding him.
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