I had about 2 minutes to lunge Miles before we started-he travels like this alllll the time on the lunge if I don't push him (which I never do at first). It's a good stretch but I'm pretty sure he just likes to sniff sniff sniff.
Picking it up...he is not amused.
Walk walk walk while Cheri and I talk about our history and what I'm looking for out of the day. Miles is very "meh" about all of it.
Trying to fix blasted hand/wrist/arms avec horizontal whip. Felt soooooo awkward.
Looking slightly better, beginning trot work.
Miles is relaxed but not so forward yet.
Working on holding the outside rein. Miles is not a fan.
Cheri approaches us for beatings! Forward Miles, forward!
Forward win, collection fail.
Across the diagonal, I think, or a circle. Hello LeanyMcLeanerson. Look at mah baybee reach though!
Oh my hell was I getting tired now...Miles was too, from the looks of it.
Sweet precious air, and a walk break.
Time to fail at turn on the forehand work!! No more pictures of this.
Miles says, "You wanna hit me with that whip now, muthaf%#*er?" Meanwhile, I am apparently trying to stand straight up in my stirrups, oy.
Trot Trot Trot
Kinda sorta like this one. Finishing up.
Sneezy says we did it!
Judy put the black and white and framing effect on this one. Still, it is my favorite of the day...we are both tired and happy:) I was so proud of him.