The 3-week streak of absolute crazy has come to an end.. and to be honest, after this weekend I'm actually a little sad. Let's flash back a bit to last weekend with Sergio Velez.. At the time, I felt so many emotions that I was truthfully, a little overwhelmed. The first two days I was frustrated.. first with my horse, then that quickly evolved to being totally in love with him and frustrated with myself. Then, on the third day at a ridiculous and unplanned hour, within 20 minutes it all made sense. Sergio had me Canter on the right lead with my reins in my left (outside hand) to solidify the theory that my horse isn't the problem - it's me. I love to hang on my inside and pull him around to the right because I have to physically work to put my left aids on. Fast forward to the week following the clinic with Sergio, schooling at home.. Kidd had Monday and Tuesday off followed by an absolutely horrific, terrible, atriocious, hideous ride on Wednesda...