I can hardly say that I went around the courses this weekend of my own volition. So who held the proverbial gun to my head? Well that was Emma.
This was her last weekend at the barn. I've known that she was leaving for about a month but have had a severe case of denial. So when Emma told me that I was going to jump around on Saturday I said, "how high?"
I am so incredibly sad to see her leave. For the past eight weeks or so we've made so much progress in such a short amount of time. I've loved that I'm in the saddle more often thanks to our 7am schedule and that we've focused on working through our problem areas through private lesson time.
I've been so fortunate to have Emma be the primary Elle rider during training rides and then translate their work into our lessons. She knows exactly how to push Ellie's buttons so to speak.
I trust Emma implicitly- both in Ellie's care and training- but also into our lessons. I trust that when Emma says we can do something, we probably can. That was certainly proven true this weekend.
My regret would be that I didn't take advantage sooner.
Cheers to Emma!