I had another post, but when I re-read it an hour later, decided I hated it as much as he hates baths so I deleted it.
Basically I just want to say that he kicked my ass this weekend.
We rode for a couple of hours yesterday and I literally feel like I was hit by a truck.
He was all over the place.
There were actually times when he was galloping wildly around the arena and I was doing my level best just to hang on.
Part of it was my fault.
I did not check my headstall before I put it on. (Yes I know, a stupid move) and it was set for Killian. Killian has a head the size of an elephant. So the bridle didn't fit, the bit was hanging down inside of his mouth. I finally saw what was going on and fixed it, but by then the damage was done. He had already decided that he was in charge.
Finally, after we were both exhausted I was able to get a controlled lope out of him, along with some downward transitions to a trot, and then a walk.
We did a few stops. I can't seem to remember to not lean back.
We worked on leads...it was hit and miss.
The show is in 2 weeks. We have 2 more lessons between now and then.
I do not feel that we will be ready for a Ranch Pleasure Class. Especially if things keep going the way they have been. Scratch that class.
That leaves halter and Trail.
I gave him a bath, but I cannot wash his face. Let me rephrase, I can wash it but I can't rinse it, and it is filthy. Scratch the halter class.
That leaves the trail class.
If I can wear him down enough in the morning, I might be able to keep him from racing from one obstacle to the next.
He kicked my butt this weekend.
Which is a shame, because did you see how nice he looked after his bath?
I'm trying to hold on the thought that all of this that I have been going through is not about ribbons, it is about turning off his freight train switch and turning on his slow and steady switch.
I am not giving up, but I am sore enough right now, I almost wish I could.