I went out yesterday to ride Denali. It was late which in her mind meant she should be eating dinner and NOT be ridden. Once I got her tacked up and in the arena she played the "I don't remember how to trot" game which she tries very hard to win at! I won, and got her going very nicely. (1 point me, 0 Denali.)
Our trainer was working on transitions with us. Usually, when Denali's being a "pill" she gets on her first to make sure she won't do anything crazy. I was proud of myself! I got on her while our trainer was finishing up with another lesson. She seemed surprised, but said she was proud of me. Denali did great! I think I may have figured out what my hand problem was, and am doing a much better job of riding her (IMO.) Denali's trainer kept asking me if I could "feel her mouth" and I always said, "No" I felt tension, but nothing else. Well, I "lifted up the box" and can feel everything! We did so much better! I have hope!
I know that I've slacked at the blog lately. Stupid real job! Grrr