After 6 months of 80-90+ degree days, it was a cold 50 degrees out and windy when I arrived to ride. In years past, this was usually me:
But not yesterday.
After rocking through this all the different ways, we headed down to the hacking trail for some fitness. I got my 2ptober weekly time- longest yet at 8:31! Then it was P’s turn.
Trot up the long, sloping hill.
Walk down the hill.
Canter/gallop down the galloping lane.
Rinse and repeat x 5.
No, I don’t have my helmet cam on. I bridged my reins and rode one-handed because P has lately decided that he’s actually a sane horse.