Well, I had my first ever English riding lesson yesterday. It was fun... though I'm pretty sore this morning! Somehow I used completely different muscles than I do Western riding... Since I don't have a trailer, I rode one of the instructor's horses, a dopey paint named Private (from the penguin in Madagascar). He was sweet but LAY-ZEE! Anyway I'm going to go back next week, I really enjoyed it.
In other news, I had one of the worst rides ever on my horse Wyn this morning. Apparently the old horse down the road was the SCARIEST THING EVER and she had to stop, balk, snort, dance, and generally be a pain in the butt. We rode that exact same route the day before yesterday and she was fine.
The wind was coming from a different direction though, maybe she couldn't smell him the first time...? Anyway. She was frustrated, I was frustrated, and it just plain sucked. She didn't actually buck or rear but it felt like she was on that edge. Gah.
There's a group trail ride on the 22nd that I'd really like to go to, but not if she's going to freak out around other horses like she did today. Sigh