There was a time when I truly enjoyed horseback riding.
It was a period when I didn't think about anything else, like body maintenance, but just rode.
I visited clubs outside of my own horse riding club and rode as a visitor.
One day, I received a phone call from the owner of the horse riding club.
"There's a wonderful horse from Germany here. Would you like to come ride it? It's quite expensive though…"
And so, the day came when I rode this horse that had been described as wonderful.
I, who had never participated in an official competition, was a little nervous. Could I really ride this horse?
Still, I mounted the white horse.
Perhaps it was a horse trained for advanced riders.
As soon as I started riding, the horse began a passage.
I've seen people doing passage before, but I didn't know how to give the right commands.
"This is what a passage feels like. The horse is dancing, skipping around,"
I thought to myself as I enjoyed the half lap of passage.
But then… the horse realized. The rider isn't at that level, there's no need to continue this movement.
That's probably what the horse thought. Its movements stopped abruptly.
And of course, after that, the horse never did a passage for me again.
The horse was really watching the person!