Could you imagine someone so flexible? Well perhaps those fantastic trick riders we enjoyed Saturday night at Can-Am, but no, this is a little less literal.
“When are you going to do a Ride N Tie with me?” I asked about a week ago over a pint at our date-night pub.
“I would rather do a ride on my own, a bucket list item for me!”
Wait, what did he just say?! Don’t question… just go with it!
Lee isn’t quite sure why he said this, but the foot was in and I was not about to let him spit it out. Before the night was up I had offered him to do a charity fun ride instead, but the foot reached deeper and he insisted it had to be a competitive ride. 12 miles. And for some reason it had to be hot? I swear I inserted no roofies in his drink. One thing I have learned though… if the green horse offers a nice canter… just let him canter!
The catch – he will give my sport an honest effort, but if he doesnt like it, I can never bug him to ride with me ever again. Thats fair enough, but I added a few clauses here:
-he cant pretend not to love it just to “win” the contract
– if he LOVES it, he can’t steal my Bentley away from me, or if he does, I get a second horse (he didn’t agree to this, but we will see what goes down!).
Of course, I am not about to let him out in the forest alone with MY horse (to which he brought up that his name is also on the plate outside Bentley’s door) without some training. Lessons and weekly practices were agreed to… is that foot out the other end yet?
The male ego is a fragile thing, so it was agreed that I would not become his coach and we booked his first lesson with Karen Briggs (my coach)… also to her surprise. It’s going to be very difficult to butt out.
Yesterday he had his first lesson. He manages to remember some things from the 8 times he has sat on something 4 legged with a heartbeat and Bentley actually made a great lesson horse – Lee smugly pointing out how much better behaved Bentley acted versus when I ride (for which Bentley just tells me “Hold on tight, we’re about to go FAST”).
Half an hour of walking with 2 or 3 laps of acceptable posting trot and an accidental canter stride and they were done. Long way to go to get to 12 miles!
Will keep you posted on his progress, maybe I can even convince him to write a guest post here with all his gripes about being conned into this.