Riding A Magic Man

I love horses and  I own four.  I have told you the story of how they came here and have shared many pictures of them.  You have only seen me riding once.  Prepare yourself and think...Roseanne Barr and a shetland pony.  Now you have the right picture.

Magic came home today from the trainer.  Sam insisted I ride, gosh me??? Yes, you.  But, but, but, anyway I rode because she is a trainer.  I love them from the ground but I am ignorant on their back. 

Now this is a freshly trained horse and is not sure what I am asking and I am not sure how to ask.  All you horse pros, I hear you laughing.

Sam helps Magic and Sam helps me.  The stirrups are too long and guess what I have on my feet?  Flip flops!

Are we getting the hang of it?  Notice the one-handed rein technique and the one handed death grip on the saddle horn. If I were talented enough, I could toss that belly over the saddle horn and ride with no hands.

I didn't tell you the stirrups were set long for my husband to ride but he did not ride.

Look, guys, I can ride in another direction and the hand's off the saddle horn.

Now for the perfect dismount, flip flops still in place.

I hope you do realize what a break through this was for me, not ony riding but showing my picture.