One of the gems from the Jutta Schott clinic was for me to ride with my triceps, not my biceps.
|Still camera-less, so still no photos from the new barn...|
So tonight out at the barn, I plunked my hands down on Tesla's withers and left them there, so my contact would be consistent, my wrists wouldn't be engaging my biceps, and that I mentally would stop thinking "steering wheel!"
We did some nice circles...with an eye on figure eights next time.
Tesla had one sassy moment of head-tossing,when we went in the corner where all the road work equipment is temporarily parked, and I verbally told her 'NO".
End of discussion.
But really guys, she is loving the new paddock, and especially her stall + shavings
(That's what I get for naming her after a luxury vehicle - haha)