In order to offset costs for the equestrian team, every member is required to do weekly chores around the barn. Usually this means fairly miserable tasks like clipping 25 disgruntled school horses or scrubbing down the outsides of the stall doors with rag and a bucket. It's hardly the worst things things you could have to do in a barn (I've mucked exactly 1 stall in my entire time at the Red Barn, for example, as opposed to the average 16 A DAY I did on my year off), but it's still not very fun.
This year, however, I lucked out in the work department. Besides a few odd jobs and some loads of laundry, I get to ride Chulo, a privately owned horse whose owner doesn't come often and asks the equestrian team to keep the horse in shape for him, a few times a week for work hours. Now, this in itself wouldn't be too remarkable, but...
Chulo is a western horse.
(a very cute western horse, in fact)
Which means that I get to ride western. Yay! I've been itching to learn how to ride western and even considered joining the western team this year, before the reality of the busy shambled clusterf*** that is my life became clear. Now, Chulo is lazy... by Western terms. Which means that, by English terms, he is the laziest horse on the planet. As the lady who helped me get acquainted with him said, "he always walks like he's headed to his own funeral."
After getting used to the fact that WAY TOO SLOW was, in fact, the correct speed, I had a blast! Definitely a good change of pace from my regular riding.
On the 'regular' team front, we're getting pumped for our IDA debut this weekend at Cal Poly. Only one other girl and I have ever ridden a dressage test before in our lives, so it should be interesting to say the least. Bring it on!!