|'heard u were talkin shit"|
I started riding Molly in August of 2011, about four months after I had started riding. We were both green at the time, and the partnership caused many of my well-known issues. Our time together pretty much culminated in many impacts with fences, shot confidence, and a bruised tailbone at one point. But lets face it, I was a kid who finally had a pony all my own. Despite the nerves while riding (many days, I could barely muster the confidence to trot her), I was always eager to ride her when I went to the barn.
|Throwback to my pre-afro days|
People get nervous sometimes, and that's okay. Through those nerves, Molly allowed me to learn about limits. Knowing and understanding my limits has allowed me to progress physically while building my confidence. I've made the mistake in the past of exceeding those limits at the insistence of others, but I'm more strict with myself now; sometimes holding yourself back is what allows you to move forward.
Thanks Izz for the super old photos!