A new riding experience
Guess what I did last night? Well, Becca invited me out riding, but this time insisted that I try an English saddle. I don't know if any you have ridden English, but the biggest difference between that saddle and a western saddle is no saddle horn. This is a scary thing. The saddle horn is what I grab on to when I feel like I'm going to fall of the horse. So the absence of one left me afraid that there was nothing to grab on to when I started to fall.
Fear not, I didn't fall off. In fact, I finally learned to post effectively (that's the proper posture to have when you trot) which was exciting in and of itself. I even wore a helmet, so I looked like someone out of the movies.
Fear not, I didn't fall off. In fact, I finally learned to post effectively (that's the proper posture to have when you trot) which was exciting in and of itself. I even wore a helmet, so I looked like someone out of the movies.
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