The last couple of weeks have been hectic, fun and just amazing! The Nations, as we refer ourselves to our originating countries, have become even closer and it's just great that we're turning in to this little barn family.
Today is the day of the annual Queenswood Christmas Party and we will be at a place called Dows Lake. If we're lucky the canal is open for skating but since we had some what of a heat wave this last week (only 0 degrees, yay!) it's probably not. Bummer! Although the last couple of days were pretty normal for this season with temperatures around -10. And yes, it's getting colder!
Today is also my day off! Can't decide whether I should wear a black laced cocktail dress, a midnight blue maxi dress or maybe my pink jeans with a cute top tonight. I've learnt that the fashion here in Canada, at least in Ottawa, is waaaay more laid back than back in Sweden. It's nice that you don't have to put such an effort in to your looks for a night out (if done so you might get some inappropriate suggestions...) but on the other hand I brought the fancy party outfits. That's another bummer!
This last week has brought me to my knees. Happily though but yet, I'm crippled!! I've been trilled by our barn manager and trainers until the point of madness. It's in a good way since I'm improving my riding skills a lot and since they pinpointed what my issue is I've started riding in a completely different way with my body. I have for most of my equestrian life/career/what ever I should call it, had the perception that when working with the horses movements you should imagine how your lower spine detaches from your pelvis. This mindset along with that I've been taught to never have tension in my gluteus muscles have made me fork up on my pelvis and torturing my back by using it as a shock-absorber.
The tension in my gluteus is some what necessary since i have to SIT on my butt (for obvious reasons lol) and by accepting that this tension is not a tension but a compression of the muscles my back is straightened and the tension I've felt in my arms have been released. And by NOT forking up on my pelvis my seat is more inviting for the horse to move forward towards the bit and I'm using my abdomen to follow the movements of the horse. All of this makes sense to most riders and for me this has been nothing but obvious but since I've had this voice in the back of my head forbidding me to feel any sort of muscle activity in my glutes I couldn't move towards that perfect vertical seat we equestrians stride for. But I'm on my way, reprogramming my body and loving every second of it!
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| Free lounging one of the poneys, Soleil, for a video |
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| The new arena to the right and the back of some of the barns and the indoor arena |
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