Adult returning to riding
Hi all. I have read on here for a while but never posted. I am an adult (nearing 40) returning to riding.
I had a pony for a few years as a child that I shared with my sister. A freebie that we got from some family friends who were too scared to ride him. My family were relatively poor so we never had riding lessons or anything. He was a stubborn little thing and loved to buck and bolt, but I was never afraid of riding him and had super fun riding and jumping with my best friend (who had a much more well trained horse and riding lessons). Then as a tween/early teen I became afraid of horses after a few bolts on a different horse my sister got and I gave up riding.
After that, I never even really thought about riding until my daughter became interested in riding and went to a few pony camps, and it reminded me of how much I missed it. So I started lessons again. Being a bit time and cash poor, I can only do one private lesson a week at the moment, but hopefully one day in the future I will be able to ride more regularly. I have been having lessons now for about 2.5 years and am a very slow learner. I think not helped by the fact that I am very visual spatial and don't learn things in a linear sequential manner. So all the steps of do this aid, this aid, and this aid to produce a certain effect are hard for me to understand and implement sometimes. But I am getting there...albeit very slowly as if I have a break, even a short one, I seem to forget things so quickly and I don't think I ride often enough to really get things in the muscle memory. In the past 6 months, I started learning to canter and go over small jumps again (first time since a child). My rising trot still needs a lot of work.
Anyway, I am having fun and find it a good brain break from my work, kids, and life's other worries and obligations—hence the name. I find it rather meditative even if the stressful parts because I literally cannot think of anything but riding, which is great as I have found as I have gotten older that being an anxious, perfectionist worrier and planner has meant that many activities I used to find solace in have been taken over by constant brain chatter.