At being back in the saddle regularly, and riding dressage in particular?
I’m a 40 something year old woman who’s never been without a horse, but many years without a rideable horse. In my stiff and aging decrepitness I managed to find a saint of an old cow horse and a saint of a dressage coach who is one of those best kept secrets. She teaches kids but has untold talents and patience for adults and their off brand horses.
Yesterday we were leg yielding down the quarter line and not only do I now know what a quarter line is, my poor old cow horse was floating. For those few steps he felt authentic and I felt authentic and what a feeling.
What a great sport this is.