Post by ponyfreak on Jan 5, 2011 13:15:51 GMT -8
Addison walked down the barn isle, she slipped her hands in her dark purple sweatshirt pockets and peeked over her horses stall door. "Ready to go hit some jumps Mystic?" she spoke softly to her thoroughbred Friesian gelding, she took in his tall muscular body and smiled, she was happy to be back in the barn and practicing again.
Mystic snorted and tossed his head up in response, he was definitely ready to get out of his stall, Addison left to the tack room, a slight smile across her face she just hoped no one would ruin the good start of the day for her, but with her luck... someone probably would. Addison pulled her hunt seat saddle off the saddle rack in the tack room and collected Mystic's brown leather bridle from one of the hooks, she headed over to a set of crossties and set her stuff down while she retrieved Mystic.
Addison clipped a lead-line onto Mystic's leather halter and led him out of the stall, she looked at her watch and smiled, she usually wasn't an early raiser but was happy she made it out to the barn as early as she did, she was trying her best to avoid most of the people, although she would never admit it and cover it up with her bitchy attitude, she was shy and scared around most people, mostly men or people she didn't know all to well, thoughts of her dad scrambled around in her brain and she tried to push them away, but then thoughts of her ex-boyfriend filled her mind instead, she shuddered and tensed, she had to focus, she was with horses, she didn't have to be afraid around them.
She breathed out slowly and ran a body brush over Mystic's already clean coat, she then picked up her saddle and pad and put it gently on his back, she straightened out the pad and made sure everything looked perfect, obviously purple was her favorite color considering the pad was also purple and blended well on Mystic's back with his dark bay, almost black coat. She smiled and tightened the girth, after doing so she stopped for a second to put her half chaps on over her black paddock boots, she zipped them up and glanced at the small horse logo at the top.
Addison ran a hand threw her straight blonde hair and replaced her horses halter with his bridle, after re-checking all of the tack and making sure it was all in place she smiled, but then she glanced down to Mystic's legs, she quickly put on the horses splint boots and then she walked toward the indoor arena, it was chilly outside and she shivered slightly but was relieved when she stepped into the nice warm arena, she walked around to Mystic's side and pulled down the stirrups, then putting the reins over her horses neck she grabbed a chunk of mane in her hand and lifted herself into the saddle.
Addie took off her sweatshirt and tossed it over in the corner of the arena revealing a purple tank top with hearts up one side, it hugged her torso showing off every curve in her body.
Addison clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth and Mystic walked forward, his energy showing more and more with how he lengthened his step with each stride, it wasn't long before Addison applied pressure with her legs and Mystic picked up a working trot with Addison posting to his rhythmic stride, Addie applied more of her inside leg and brought Mystic along to wall, "Good boy..." she spoke and reached her hand down for a second to pat his neck.
For the next fifteen minutes she worked on lateral work, flexing and bending. Addison slowed Mystic to a walk and then a stop as she dismounted and set up a vertical that stood about three foot tall along one wall of the arena, on the opposite side of the arena she set up an oxer that was about two foot wide and three foot six inches tall.
After all the jumps where set up she swung up onto her horses back again, she applied pressure with her outside leg and inside rein and Mystic began to canter in a nice smooth circle, she started him toward the first jump and he leapt over it with confidence landing softly on the other side he pulled at the reins trying to speed up for the next jump.
Addison kept Mystic steady and brought him over the oxer once they landed safely on the other side she patted her horses neck and walked him out, Mystic tugged at the reins eager to go again but Addison kept him under control while she continued to walk him out.
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Addison's breeches: s8.thisnext.com/media/largest_dimension/8487E0D0.jpg
Addison's sweater: design-bitch.com/wp-content/uploads/Woman-Within-Plus-Size-Striped-sweatshirt-with-hood-by-Ellos%C2%AE.jpg
Addison's boots: villagetack.net/osc/images/Black-Dublin-paddock-boots.jpg
Addison's half chaps: www.chicksaddlery.com/Merchant2/graphics/00000001/EHC691-PUR.JPG