Feeling a wee bit low tonight. I usually enjoy my lessons and it sort of gives me a kick up the derriere to be out there, sod the weather, and try to improve. Today, feeling a bit fed up with myself and disheartened. And I shouldn't be, but I am!
All down to having a rubbish session with the youngster this morning. Recently, we had been doing ok, not falling out, she was being semi cooperative and I was being tolerant, rather than us both being confrontational which was getting nowhere. I had deliberately tried to keep it calm, keep it nice and fun, let's be friends and not wind each other up and it had been working till today - famous last words.
Her mum and Leo both worked really well, Suze was excellent, really did a lot and was very focussed. Leo finally managed to work out how to go on a right rein circle which has eluded him for 3 weeks.
So cup should be pretty full. Should have stopped there....while ahead.
Couldn't get foal to pay attention, and when I really had a listen to me strop with her, she tried to boot me. I was so annoyed with myself that I had gone back to my old ways, though we had created the situation by putting the other horses out and she was tail end Charlie and worked last. Did not suit the bratfink at all and from the moment she came out of the stable, it was no no no. I asked, f you said the brat, I ask again, what about that did you not understand said the brat.
So trainer takes her, quick flick and she is putty. Butter wouldn't melt. Now I know that is why I have lessons, but today just seeing that she can be good, made it worse. She makes me feel so powerless and useless at times. So now have to rebuild my confidence with her - again - and try to be stronger, and more positive with her. Today I could have frankly put her in the field and left her there to rot but of course this is not an option with a 15hh brat.
So cup very half empty at the moment - I should be pleased that the other two did so well, instead the one that didn't is nagging at me. And the worst thing is that the problem is me, she can do stuff, she can behave, I can see her do it, but she just won't blooming do it for me! She is a fighter, asks questions, the other two are more softly softly and would really not deliberately hurt you. Bratfink is just being a typical youngster and not her fault either.
If I got fierce with her mum like that, you would catch Suze boarding the ferry at Dover having galloped all the way down the motorway. It is really hard having to change styles so radically from one to the other, given I am a novice. Suze I really enjoy working with, even on a bad day we can get something nice out of it, I kind of have to psych myself up with the brat, and having made progress with her in that we were at least on the same page of the training manual even if at times we were reading it in different languages, today she kind of ripped it all up again and left me holding the contents page with hoofprints all over it.
So must try to re-programme myself to be cup half full and get up tomorrow with a spring in my step and positive attitude, rather than return of the zombie!
As Scarlet O'Hara said, tomorrow is another day. There's a thought, could send the brat to Tara. Problem solved.
PS sorry, being a wimp
All down to having a rubbish session with the youngster this morning. Recently, we had been doing ok, not falling out, she was being semi cooperative and I was being tolerant, rather than us both being confrontational which was getting nowhere. I had deliberately tried to keep it calm, keep it nice and fun, let's be friends and not wind each other up and it had been working till today - famous last words.
Her mum and Leo both worked really well, Suze was excellent, really did a lot and was very focussed. Leo finally managed to work out how to go on a right rein circle which has eluded him for 3 weeks.
So cup should be pretty full. Should have stopped there....while ahead.
Couldn't get foal to pay attention, and when I really had a listen to me strop with her, she tried to boot me. I was so annoyed with myself that I had gone back to my old ways, though we had created the situation by putting the other horses out and she was tail end Charlie and worked last. Did not suit the bratfink at all and from the moment she came out of the stable, it was no no no. I asked, f you said the brat, I ask again, what about that did you not understand said the brat.
So trainer takes her, quick flick and she is putty. Butter wouldn't melt. Now I know that is why I have lessons, but today just seeing that she can be good, made it worse. She makes me feel so powerless and useless at times. So now have to rebuild my confidence with her - again - and try to be stronger, and more positive with her. Today I could have frankly put her in the field and left her there to rot but of course this is not an option with a 15hh brat.
So cup very half empty at the moment - I should be pleased that the other two did so well, instead the one that didn't is nagging at me. And the worst thing is that the problem is me, she can do stuff, she can behave, I can see her do it, but she just won't blooming do it for me! She is a fighter, asks questions, the other two are more softly softly and would really not deliberately hurt you. Bratfink is just being a typical youngster and not her fault either.
If I got fierce with her mum like that, you would catch Suze boarding the ferry at Dover having galloped all the way down the motorway. It is really hard having to change styles so radically from one to the other, given I am a novice. Suze I really enjoy working with, even on a bad day we can get something nice out of it, I kind of have to psych myself up with the brat, and having made progress with her in that we were at least on the same page of the training manual even if at times we were reading it in different languages, today she kind of ripped it all up again and left me holding the contents page with hoofprints all over it.
So must try to re-programme myself to be cup half full and get up tomorrow with a spring in my step and positive attitude, rather than return of the zombie!
As Scarlet O'Hara said, tomorrow is another day. There's a thought, could send the brat to Tara. Problem solved.
PS sorry, being a wimp