by Francesca Prescott
I did it again. I signed up for a show. It’s a month away,
but I’m already stressing out over how things will go.
Despite having ridden for most of my life, I have very
little experience with competition. To give you an idea, I’ve probably taken
part in less than twenty competitions in my five decades on the planet. I’ve
always had conflicting emotions about competing. I want to, but at the same
time I know I’m happier in the arena at home, working towards four perfect
strides, concentrating on refining my feel for certain movements, trying to get
my body to find the keys to asking for, say, a good turn on the haunches. I
want to be the queen of turns on the haunches! And of half pass! The queen of
everything, really! I love the finicky
stuff. I love doing things over and over again, taking my time to get things
just right, feeling my way. I could take lessons every day, all day long. I
find training fascinating.
The problem is, you can’t take your time and do things over
and over again when you’re riding a test. You can’t say, “hang on a second
judges, I know I can do a better turn on the haunches than that, because I
didn’t use enough outside leg to push the quarters around nor did I hold the
outside shoulder enough, and I could have used a more inside leg for impulsion
and bend, and besides, Qrac was being a piggy and going lalalalalala just then,
so can we do it over? And over? And over?”
I’m not used to riding with competitions in mind, so neither
me nor my horse are used to riding one figure after another. Qrac may be rising nine, but he was an
extremely green seven-year-old when I bought him, he’s not test savvy, and
being of an anxious nature, tends to become fractious when asked to halt at X,
go straight down the centre line, turn left at C, then extend down the
diagonal, etc etc. And that’s before we add the judges and the flowers and the
other horses and the noise. It’s all too quick, all too too what-what-what-comes-next???
Before we’ve gone past A he’s no longer focused on me and is all in a flap,
doing a horrendous, Thelwell-inspired pony-trot.
So anyway, Qrac and I are signed up for a show the last
weekend in March. Call me pessimistic, but I have very low expectations. The
venue is indoors and spooky, the arena is small, and I know my horse is going
to look at everything, that he’ll be tense and explosive. But my goal is to do
more shows this season, because Qrac needs to go out and see things, he needs
to get used to the show ring, and maybe over time we’ll both get used to riding
tests, not to mention riding tests in unfamiliar places. Who knows, at some
point, maybe we’ll even start really enjoying competing. Maybe, eventually, someday, we’ll
place! Maybe we’ll “win the cup” (as my riding girlfriends and I say jokingly).
Wow, wouldn’t that be something!
What are your experiences of training inexperienced horses
towards competition? If you ride dressage, how did you approach working on a test?
And whatever your discipline, how do you deal with a nervous, spooky horse on
your first few outings?