A Proud Moment

Izzy keeps giving me moments. Some of them are bad of course, but there have sure been a lot more good moments than bad of late.

An old favorite.

I already told you about riding with a new friend on Saturday. What I didn't mention was that I rode Izzy before she got there. I got a late start to the morning, long story, so I was feeling rushed about getting my ride done before she got there. Historically, that is a recipe for creating a crappy ride. I know that, so I made a very concerted effort to tuck my "hurry energy" back in my pocket.

Izzy is HUGELY sensitive to my mood, so if I am stressed, he's stressed. If I am rushed, he rushes. If I am relaxed, it's much easier to get him to relax. So, I took a deep breath and forced myself to slow the heck down. 

As we were doing our walking warm up, the vet came driving by from the south end of the property. We don't see cars come from that direction very often. I cringed inwardly hoping this wasn't the end of my quiet, relaxing ride as that's the kind of distraction that knocks Izzy's brain loose.  

To my complete joy, Izzy barely glanced at the truck and kept working. As it turned out, the vet idled his truck while chatting with the ranch owner at the gate end of the arena for the rest of my ride. Izzy didn't put a foot out of place. He worked hard and completely ignored the distraction.

Oh, how I love Good Moments!