I had written about the wonderful riding of two young individuals at the riding club, but on that same day, though at a different time,
I too had been riding.
It had stopped raining, so I ended up riding on a heavy track. This turned out to be quite a difficult ride.
At first, I tried the usual paces: walk, trot, and canter.
By the second time, the track had become significantly heavier. It was not just muddy but squishy, and with every step, mud splashed up.
Riding as usual in such conditions would have been great, but the pressure I applied with my legs to urge the horse forward
was not enough; the horse had lost the will to canter.
Yet, the instructor said to push forward with the sitting bones, 60% on the inside and 40% on the outside,
and to hold the reins tightly on the outside while giving a little on the inside.
Both horse and rider were in quite a precarious situation, but we managed to finish the ride without any falls or other accidents,
which was a relief.
Despite having nearly the same years of riding experience as the two young ones, the start of our riding journey was completely different.
It's not that all elderly are bad or that all young people are good. However, when it comes to learning—be it sports or arts—
if there's an opportunity to learn, it's better to do it while young.
Elderly people were once young, and young people will one day be elderly. We all age equally.
Today is the youngest you'll ever be in your life.
It makes me think about using our precious time wisely.