I haven’t ridden in months, but the weather was nice enough to tempt me outside this afternoon. When I got to the barn, I found that Lily had already been ridden by R, the young woman who has my permission to ride her. This astonished me: when I longed Lily last weekend, I didn’t see a horse I wanted to ride any time soon, so I salute R. I understand Lily only levitated twice: once when a trailer attached to a truck rumbled by the arena, and then on its return trip. Having both seen and felt the levitation, I know it looks worse than it feels. However, it still feels pretty impressive.
Indy, a cute little grulla horse that sort of belongs to my trainer, had not been ridden yet. Indy has a bad case of Sergeant Schultz: When you first get on him he does his best to convince you that he knows nothing, nothing! After two minutes I convinced him that straight and forward were not negotiable, and he was very good for me. Since neither one of us is in great shape, I called it quits after a short session of very nice work. Indy seemed to appreciate the post-work carrots.
I enjoyed finding out I can still ride. I may not have any muscle strength, but I still have the muscle memory. I expect I will hurt tomorrow.