I’m having a bit of an identity crisis.
All my life, I’ve ridden the hunters and equitation. I’ve dabbled some in other disciplines: schooling cross-country is a lot of fun, I rode on my college’s dressage team and have taken some lessons here and there. I’ve also ridden in the jumper arena a few times and been out with the fox hunters.
But the hunters, you see, was always my lifeblood.
Maybe it’s because of the types of horses I gravitated to. Or maybe the hunter world is just naturally where my skills and what I enjoy most about riding seems to be in happy unison. I’ve had a lot of success in this ring over the years. But lately, my riding habits are starting to change.
For the last year at least, I’ve felt my interests starting to shift and I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s my current horse? He’s a big green Thoroughbred gelding. We’ve dabbled in a little bit of everything, but he’s still too inconsistent and green to really be going down a certain path to a specific arena just yet. Right now we’re just working on the basics: being straight, being balanced, controlling our gaits and learning to use how to use ourselves over small fences.
I am taking regular lessons with a dressage trainer, and have hauled out to take lessons with a show jumping instructor. I’m learning a ton from both, and as such, my seat, my aids, and overall my technique in riding is changing…. dare I say *gasp* for the better?
I’ve always been a big believer that dressage is the foundation for all riding. But I’m enjoying learning more about the discipline, and seeing how its regular practice is making huge strides in my Thoroughbred’s training progress.
When I first purchased my gelding, he showed little to zero jumping ability. Coming off riding a series of fancy warmblood hunters, with picture-perfect scope and sharply bent knees, I was disappointed in my new investment. Sure, training can help improve my horse’s form, but the more we progress together, the more it seems he’s not destined to be my next superstar hunter.
A few years ago, that would have been a devastating outcome for me. I probably would have sold him by now. But instead, I’m curious. I want to know what he wants to do, what he will excel at doing, and maybe we’ll decide to learn the ropes of a new discipline together.
That doesn’t sound so bad. Stepping out of your comfort zone is a good thing, after all, every once in a while.