The rains were coming. I saddled up anyways. By the time we reached the arena, a light rain was covering us both. Didn't want to get the saddle too wet, so I hopped on. Long rein walk, bendy bendy. Long rein trot, circles circles. By the time we were ready for a light canter warm up, the rains were coming down. Harley and I were coated and near soaked. I wiped the rain drops off my helmet visor, and kept on going. No sense in quitting, I figured it wouldn't rain long.
The occasional light shower cooled us during the whole ride. Shortened reins, focus on forward from behind. It felt a while like he was reaching out in front, but flat. With a little extra leg from me, he was lifting up, and pushing. Definite difference in the trot. His canter was good both directions. No problems. I got a defined UP transition heading right, a rare event. Very nice, pat & praise as we kept on going.
Despite the rains, it was a nice 40 minute ride. However, the rains were replaced by sunshine, and incredibly oppressive humidity as we finished up. I apologized to Romeo, and told him Sunday would be his day.
Little did I know what Saturday night would bring ...