The very first thing I should do is clarify that it was not me who was rockin’ the cross country course on Luc. But I did get to attend the lesson as spectator and official golf cart seat warmer/photographer and …

The old mantra from my previous coaches ran through my mind a lot this ride. Eyes up, leg on. It’s something I know I need to work on. I’ve started looking at photos of me riding a little more critically, …

Luc has affectionately become known by many monikers – Luc, Schmoo, Handsome – but none of them describe his personality quite as accurately as Mr. Destructo does. Lead ropes, crossties, fences – even stalls and entire barn walls – are …

This week, I accomplished one of my riding goals, and made huge progress toward another. I finally found the courage to jump Luc over one of the logs in the field and it felt…awkward…but also amazing if that’s possible. The …

It seems now that we’re out of the arena and away from the invisible monsters that live there, Luc has uncovered another invisible threat – bugs. The trouble with this new form of invisible attacker is that it isn’t always …

Today’s ride completely blurred the lines between torture and training – and it was completely self-inflicted. I was feeling a bit guilty because the past few rides I hadn’t been doing my mandatory (completely imposed by me) five minutes of …

Today was the first time in a long time that I was a little nervous tacking Luc up. I had gotten it into my head that today was the day that I was finally going to ride Luc out on …

Last week I had the opportunity to do something I haven’t done in more than a decade – ride at the same time as my sister. Sure she’s with me every time I get on Luc (and has even bailed …

This week was a scorcher. It was hot, humid and incredibly sticky. Thinking I was smart enough to beat the heat, I headed to the barn early this week, but the sun still made it there before me. Even before …

This week’s ride started off on a low note. Really low. When my sister and I arrived at the barn early Saturday morning we quickly discovered there was a lot of commotion going on – dump trucks, tractors, quads and …

Today, Luc licked my ear – and my neck, and my back, and my head. He even left a lovely streak of green slime across my boobs, something that has become a regular occurrence (he is male after all!). I’ve …

This week I did perhaps the most difficult thing I’ve done since I started back riding. It took every ounce of my confidence, but I pulled it off. Or rather, pulled them on. That’s right, the most difficult thing I’ve …

It took a monumental effort on my part, but I refrained from jumping Luc this week. Instead, I continued my streak of doing small amounts of work without stirrups. And I added in some more two-point work. It sucked. It …

I think I did something bad this week, but it felt oh so good, so I’m having a little trouble feeling guilty about it. You see, today I decided to just pop Luc over a tinny, tiny x-rail that was …

I am now not the only one who’s another year older. Luc officially turned 10, and still seems as full of life as the day he was born. This year for his birthday, I decided my gift to him is …