Engaged and square. My horse halted at X with such fervor, that I caught my breath. We trotted down the center line and I started to think about preparing him. I was sitting the trot and he felt very nice, in front of my leg, soft in the bridle, and calm. As X approached I started to give little nudges with my legs to ask him to prepare his balance and he just stepped into the halt. If there was a breeze, our hair would have waved about our motionless figure. He was still in the bridle, but I could feel the energy underneath, ready to move off, even though we were halted.
This was such a great feeling. A nice halt is no small matter. I am so proud of him. I remember when we were first learning to halt and reinback together. I had to use the fence to keep him from inching forward with his nose in the air. Now he was halting before I really asked and with such a lovely, sturdy feeling.
I practiced my salute. He practiced waiting. I gave a little nudge with my seat, just like I was moving forward on my own, and he trotted off. Whether we falter or shine on Sunday, I have myself a little dressage horse! Small discoveries like this make signing up for this schooling show worth it, and we have yet to enter at A!