“Heels down, shoulders back. Eyes forward!”
Speedy, who was named in the spirit of irony, keeps a steady pace slightly behind me until it is time to trot. Michelle hasn't gotten the hang of kicking a pony to make it go forward yet, and even if she had, I don't think one could expect a much faster pace from Speedy; her legs are not yet longer than
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I'm a tad envious at you for living where you do: I bet going on slow cross-country rides is just awesome! For me, lessons would most likely be at the stables *down town* (seriously!), and there's just not a whole lot of real unspoiled nature out around where we live. But it'd be a start :)
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