I do not know what I was thinking, maybe the fact that I was dead tired yesterday, then went to bed at midnight last night only to get up at 5:50 this morning when I'm one of those people that needs 8 hours of sleep to function correctly, had something to do with it...
But basically what I did was I took Lacey out to her old field (it's about an acre, maybe two, full of small ditches and pot holes and at a steady incline) and for whatever reason I thought it'd be a good idea to do some running out there. Thankfully, we did walk the area we were going to run over a few times so Lacey was reminded about where her feet needed to go, but still. She was perfectly happy to run and we only had a few iffy moments when her back feet slipped a little in a ditch but thankfully my poneh took care of me. Lacey did enjoy herself so I guess that's a plus but I'm just kinda disappointed in my own behavior. It's been super rainy so the ground was softish and with all those holes and such, we could have had a bad wreck. I'm also a SUPER cautious rider so probably what's shocking to me about this isn't bad at all but still. My trainer likes to tell me that I ride like I'm 70 instead of 19. Haha
Props for Lacey because she was watching where her feet went and because she kept me safe! It was probably good for her brain somewhat because the areas I normally work her in are the flattest on the property and they're pretty level. Even so, I'm kinda disappointed in myself that I did that.
And I'm disappointed that it was fun.
It also made me realize that I need to ride Lacey more often, because boy was I bouncing. I mean, she's bouncy, but I was bouncing at the canter. Seriously. I was probably bracing my legs against the sitrrups because I was kinda freaked out about cantering her since I haven't in a while, but still.
You should have seen her when I got off too, she was nickering and whinnying up a storm and then she rested her head on my shoulder (I'm the perfect height for her to comfortably put her jaw on my shoulder, it's her new favorite thing) and just kinda rested it there like "ahhh, you're back." I like my pony. For all of my complaining about her, she's really the only horse I've ever felt completely safe with. I mean, sure, I have times when she scares the bejeebus out of me but she's never shown herself to be "stupid" and for that I am grateful. She has a sturdy head on her shoulders and she knows how to use it.
And now I will be done rambling like the tired person I am.