It's the best feeling in the world. Today was the third time riding Koby (he's the new horse I'm working with) and things finally fell into place a little bit. I won't go into details, as they will get too technical for non-horsey people to follow, but suffice it to say we had an awesome lesson. We jumped for the first time, and we managed not to fall on our faces. He hasn't jumped in probably almost six months, and I haven't jumped a new horse in forever. But we did it, and it was super fun, if slightly disorganized.
But something finally clicked. We're figuring each other out. He's a super fun horse, I can't wait to take another lesson. Lessons are the glue that binds a horse and rider together. Without lessons, no matter how good you are naturally, you can only go so far. But there's also the bonding time outside of riding, which makes the blood, sweat, and tears worth it. When your horse gives you a hug, or comes running in to the gate when he sees you. That's the best feeling in the world.