I know that progress is not always a steady incline, but rather a series of progressions and regressions. And this was my notable regression lesson. I would like to blame it on my very slight hangover or using new, very slippery reins. Whatever the reason, it wasn't my best performance. Luckily for me, Leo is a true ass-saver and bailed me out a few times.
My lesson the day before was rockin' so it didn't truly upset me that I didn't do super well, but it was also the lesson the day before that prompted me to ask someone to record our course... but even the bad days are worth recording, whether to know what to work on or a reference to work off of. I know I need to not move my hips forward so much at the beginning of a jump, aka jumping ahead, and not let Leo gallop down the line and end up deep on the second jump. I ended up with a severe lack of "folding" over the jump after our super-late-add mishap (which happened during our first course) and began riding defensively.
Other than that, I have been happily jumping higher on a regular basis, rather than it being a rare occasion. Our warm-ups used to be cross-rails, and now they are normally two foot jumps. I think we might be ready for the 2'6" division at the schooling show at the end of April, crossing my fingers for now. And switching back to the rubber jumper reins...
In other news, I'm taking a month away from social media and it's been pretty great so far! I spend less time trying to document moments and focus more on experiencing them. It is weird though because I have a weird memory [husband calls me a chicken little, but I think I've had one too many concussions] and worry about forgetting everything. Like, I literally don't remember a majority of my childhood.
Still, it's better to find a balance between experiencing and documenting rather than creating to document, you know?