|Let me at 'em!|
This was 2 years ago,
but this is what Sug felt like today.
She marched out at the walk (she normally has a hip swinging amble.) She powered around at the trot. (My trainer ACTUALLY said she was "in front of my leg." That's a new one.) I actually had to slow her down at the canter. (Again, not her usual S.O.P.). Damn, I love the onset of chilly fall weather -- that's what I'm going to attribute this new found pep to.
Then we jumped for the first time in months. I thought I was going to totally bomb all the distances. I didn't. I actually found a rhythm, stayed in it (for the most part) and the distances worked themselves out. I was counting out loud like I was back in kindergarten (1-2-1-2-1-2) but so what, I'd go around Rolex counting out loud at the top of my lungs if it got me around the course.
We did tight figure eights, rollbacks, and actually jumped a couple of 3' fences, which I haven't done with any confidence in ages. I can honestly say I did not even over think -- I just rode. And had fun. And the big bay mare had a blast. She jumped like she was 10 instead of 16. When we stopped she looked as if she could still go a few more rounds. My fingers are crossed -- here's hoping age is just a number and today's burst of energy was not just an anomaly and my beautiful big girl has a lot more days like this in her.
Thanks, Sug. Momma had a lot of fun today.