Over my riding career I have had the opportunity to ride a large range of horses. From beginner lesson horse to spectacular fire breathing dragons; each has presented a new set of challenges to overcome. I am the type of person that strives for a challenge. I hate it when I am first faced with it, but if something comes to me to easily then I get bored quickly and move on to the next best thing. As previously mentioned, each of these horses presented a new challenge however, I’m sure if I had owned any of them pretty soon I would have moved on to bigger and better things because of the type of challenge they presented.
My horse Lady has been my greatest challenge. And I know that because she has been the most consistent thing in my life for the past 8 years. And if she didn’t continually challenge or teach me something, I probably would have given up, walked away, found a new hobby or a new horse. Yet every day I still think about how to work at it with her, for her, a true partnership.
But I have often asked the question why? Why for me was this horse so perfect?
I struggled with my horse, and still do sometimes, for MANY years. She might not have been the horses I wanted in the beginning, as I watched the other girls execute perfect patterns, riding perfect classes, making their families proud, but she was the horse I needed. She has brought me up to her level. From the moment I first swing my leg over she has been nothing but willing to go, push harder, and perform perfectly. She always shows up. She never has off days. And if I didn’t show up that day, well our lesson was a disaster. This horse has taught me responsibility, because if something goes wrong, it sure as hell is not her fault. It strange to think of her as a role model but that’s exactly what she has been to me. She has given me her heart and soul every ride, and in turn I have learnt to throw my heart and soul into every ride.
I’m sure you’re thinking right now, of course you love your horse best, she is your horse, you are so biased. And yes to a degree, but she has been the best horse for me. She is the horse I know best. She is the horse that I could ride with my eyes closed and know exactly what to expect from her around every turn. However it all depends on me. I know exactly what to expect from her when I do something properly, improperly, to fast, not fast enough, imbalanced, or insych with her. And I only get the correct result when I have performed properly. There are lots of horses that can go through life assuming what you mean, whether you do it right or not.
“Oh she turned my head to the outside, but I felt her kick with her inside leg, but I’m sure she means canter, so I’ll just canter.”
Yeah not lady.
If I’m not at least 95% accurate she has a complete melt down. Jumps up and down, won’t go forward with out a lot encouragement, and begins sweating uncontrollably. It’s sooooo fun. But I’m thankful for it. Over the years she has taught me consistency in the saddle and how to take responsibility for my actions. I am so thankful for my horse. I love that unaffectionate perfectionist to death.