It was a warm sunny day, the fog was lifting, creating a mystified glow when it clashed with the sun. As I got ready to saddle my horse, I watched as my mom rode, she and her horse moved beautifully, great pace, great motion, and powerful gallops. I was ready, I couldn’t wait to feel the wind in my hair as he cold whipped my face. I finished saddling her, and mounted, I rode her over to the arena and waited for my turn. “Destiny, just wait there. Okay?” My instructor said as she was watching my mom ride and correcting her or congratulating her. I silently nodded my head and waited, it seemed like forever, but nearly five minutes later, it was my turn. I rode a decent sized pony, but she was just a starter, until I was ready for the big one, the one that my mom rode. I rode into the arena, nervous but excited, it was my turn to feel the wind. …show more content…
I rode around for some time, it felt as though my pony was ready for what we were going to learn that day. My instructor walked over to me, and attached the lunge line to the ponies halter, and started leading her in a circle, this exercise was to allow me to ride without my hands and practice my balance while going in a circular motion. We did this for a while, switching hands, directions and body positions. She had the pony stop, and bring us into where she