It was a long weekend for me. Yay! I’m on an adjusted schedule at work due to the Pan Am Games.
I’ve had two more rides on Tuck since I’ve been back from vacation. Each ride he is getting better/back to where we were. I did have a friend ride him while I was gone but it’s just not the same.
Saturday we worked in the ring and focused on softening and rounding at all gaits. He put up a bit of a fuss but eventually gave in. I’m not sure if it’s because the girls I had riding him weren’t insisting that he maintain or if I’m just asking in a different way. On the other hand it could just be Tuck
being a jerk forgetting that we’ve already had this fight and he lost. Regardless of his issue by the end he was completely responsive to my requests.
After that my BFF came over for the day and night. Sleepover fun time! Yes yes I know that sounded slightly juvenile for a 30+ to say. But she lives at least an hour away so that’s how we roll.
We walked all over Toronto.
Saw the Pan Am Cauldron.
And ate lots of yummy food.
If you are ever in Toronto make sure you check out Lisa Marie. It is Matt Basile’s, star/host of Rebel Without a Kitchen, restaurant. Soooo good!
Monday’s ride started in the ring again. Reinforcing everything we had worked on Saturday and then adding in some bending and lateral movements. He was much more responsive right from the start, softening and rounding almost before I even asked. Good boy! It was really hot, so it was a bit of a struggle getting him to move forward from behind for the whole ride. But we managed. Once I was satisfied (and a little worried we might both pass out from the heat) we moved out into the field with the hill.
It’s really more of a gentle slope but I’ll take what I can get. Tuck got kinda confused at this point.
On our way up the field he spooked. I think at a bird. Really Tuck!?!? A bird?!?! We trotted only 4 laps. This is definitely something we need to do more of though. Up the hill (away from home) he put no effort into moving forward. Down the hill (towards home) he got super heavy on the forehand and strung-out. I’m not sure if it was him just happy to be trotting towards home (ie. supper) or if it’s a lack of fitness. Probably a bit of both but more a lack of fitness. We’ll have to do more work to strengthen up that tushy.