I can’t believe it’s Friday again. The week has gone so fast. I’m soon leaving for my third riding lesson. For some reason I’m getting anxious about it, but I’m going anyway. This is the reason why I stopped riding the first time I did it. The time beofre the lesson got too bad.
I have no idea why I feel this way. It’s not like the previous two sessions have gone that badly. I do not know if I can keep going if this feeling does not go away. It’s not rational. There really is no rational reason to be afraid of the next lesson. And still I am. I did not even get sore after the second round.
I do not understand. Well, I’ve already paid for five lessons, so I’m going to tough it out at least for that amount. Then I’ll think again. But I do not want to quit again, I just got started. I hate quitting. But I also hate this feeling in my stomach.
And now it’s over and all I can think of is when I get to go again. I feel so good. You really forget all your problems when you are riding. You can only concentrate on the horse and getting it to do what you want.
It’s a really great feeling when you get the horse to do what you want. When you notice that what you are doing makes all the difference. And you get a great feeling from that.
I think I will continue this old/new hobby of mine anyway. Maybe the fear will not be as bad in the long run. Today I had a really big horse, so I faced one of my fears. I’m afraid of heights, so I’d rather be on a horse where I’m a bit closer to the ground. But it was not so bad!