So, today I think that I may have found myself again. Maybe its too much to believe that the self that has been found is the pre-tree incident self. And yet, this self that sits in front of the computer typing is a being that cannot contain the joy and enthusiasm found in today's jumping lesson.
You see... I jumped.
That alone is not a pronouncement from most and from me, it's been more regular since Eventing Trainer gave me a prescription that said - jump! Jump every time you ride until whatever it is that you jump feels normal. Every time, jump.
|HYP riding, not me!|
Let me repeat, I jumped and laughed when she took a long spot, was so excited that I saw that she was going to take the long spot.
I squealed with delight when we cantered over it again and her jump went up and through me.
I jumped and for the first time in a very long time, I greeted my mistakes with a smile and patted the Lil' Redheaded Pony with an apology and did it again.
And, that little demon peeks out occasionally and notes that it wasn't a course and the vertical was "just" 2'3" and whispers gruffly - you should be doing more, you should be better. Today, I acknowledge the demon and asked him to leave.
I am what I am and what I am is BACK!