The last time I rode was Wednesday. We didn't really have any problems other than we were in the round pen, he fought me a little on the left turns and he takes several steps after I ask him to stop. He flexes to both sides very well and will yield his hindquarters.
I thought that I might need a more severe bit, but was afraid to change him out of the plain O-ring snaffle. It looks like they actually used a sweet iron wonder gag bit on him at the place where I bought him, so I went and bought one of those. I thought he might respond a bit better to going left and coming to a halt.
Once I got it attached to the bridle, I realized that it wasn't going to work with the headstall I have because he has a small head and this new bit adds a bit of length. Ugh. I was already pushing it with the O-ring snaffle as far as length.
What I guess I should have done is put the O-ring back on and just got on and ridden him out into the paddock by the barn. I even had his saddle on and the girth tightened up.
I lost my nerve again. There was nobody out there with me, which probably makes a big difference. But I just couldn't do it. I ended up braiding his mane, unsaddling him and putting him away. What the hell is wrong with me? It's a gorgeous day outside. He did great with the lunging before I saddled him up. I know how to do a one-rein stop in case he gets a little out of hand (which isn't likely).
It just feels like such a horrible joke that my husband finally agreed to spend the money for such a great horse and now I don't have the guts to actually ride him!