The old grey mare...

Lesson #2. Brenda announced that the "take it easy" part of regaining my seat had passed. Today, sitting trot, standing trot, posting trot endlessly until, the dreaded C word. Truthfully, it had been years since I had cantered, or for that matter, even thought of it. Old lady riding was just fine for me. Brenda asked the "man or mouse" question and i squeeked back m-m-m-an? It was marvelous. I felt like a kid again and before I knew it she had us cantering around the ring twice without stopping. Now, I know this might not sound like much to you young whipper-snappers, but to this grey haired old lady it was heaven. I know I'll be sore tomorrow, but I won't complain.