No brain, no rider.
I had a really good lesson on Indy yesterday.
Yes, I realize that opening line sounds like another boring dressage lesson recap of the basics covered when riding a green horse. Rhythm, connection, behavior, excercises ...blah, blah, blah. Bear with me because this isn't that type of recap and it wasn't THAT type of a good lesson. My horse wasn't perfect. It wasn't a repeat of our last lesson where little Miss Priss was so good from the very beginning that I spent the rest of the day in complete awe of her sudden awesomeness.
No, it definitely wasn't that type of a good lesson.