I discovered this past week that I am very nervous when I get up in the saddle on Curly's back. I rode him twice, and both times was too afraid to do more than a walk. It is obvious that I just don't trust him - I've seen him be naughty with E a few too many times. With every twitch and head-shake, I imagine myself being bucked off and lying in the dirt. Each time that I found myself getting too tense, I stopped him and just sat and breathed deeply. Seemed to help a bit.
I did learn to "steer" him more precisely. We wove in and out of poles and around cones; he managed to figure out where I was asking him to go pretty accurately.
My goal for the next ride is to take him up to a trot.
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