When I arrived home from work Thursday night, it was already cooler than it had been. Heat Index around 99F. Yes, hot.. HtH.. but !!! By 6:20pm, it was almost nice. Heat Index 95F. I grabbed Harley, his dressage saddle, helmet, gloves, line, bridle..
Warmup was l-a-z-y. No longe whip in the arena, left it at the barn. Drat it. After about 5 minutes, I gave up. Hopped on. You know, that "oh holy crap I hope I don't die for not warming the baby off of him hop on? Yup...
Harley was awesome. A nice 30 minutes total. The ride was relaxed. I got some sweet trot to canter transitions, he stayed relaxed for them, and didn't need anymore than a lot of seat and a little leg. Most of the ride was on light contact, since there had been a 3 day break. I asked for some collected walk, and he complied with a heavy sigh.
I had more daylight remaining, and some burst of energy from somewhere. I think I stole Harley's oomph all for my own. I grabbed Romeo, tossed him in the bareback pad and bit and my helmet and headed to the arena.
He was awesome. He was Mo. Walk/Trot for 25 minutes. He wanted to canter, my legs weren't in agreement. what the heck was I thinking, second horse, no saddle. My elevator doesn't go all the way to the top, I swear.
I got two great rides, all in a work evening. How spectacular, plus the early Friday morning ride I had planned! :)