Ouch. I had a fabulous lesson yesterday. Got those heels down at the canter, got that pesky right should to stay put where it's supposed to be, and even jumped without getting left behind or banging my boy in the mouth.
I was really proud of myself because I was riding with my 13 year old and her 12 year old friend, and I pretty much did everything they did (except the 12 year old can jump a course).
Fast forward to today and the old hips are awfully creaky. I'm proud that I don't have muscle soreness, so I'm in good shape. But the joints, well they are not 13 anymore ... Oh well, I'm not going to stop riding! More glucosamine, I guess!