One adult amateur rider's flailing journey through horse ownership, wonky cervical discs, and still chasing the Bronze Medal in dressage.
HA! This is actually funny to me, because I set up that hard pole exercise from the HB clinic last week as very skinny poles to make it even harder (because I'm stupid) and we did a few times before Henry was like "eff this shit" and whacked the poles everywhere. He knows I'm too lazy to get off and fix them. Henry wins.