We did 10 miles in an hour, alternately trotting one mile, cantering one mile. The mare was all, "NBD." Hopefully all this speed work translates to mountain climbing. Her recoveries at the moment are insane.
But that's not what I wanted to write about. I wanted to write about how I put my stirrups up two holes at the "we are doing business" length so I could get out of the saddle for the work I had planned. I wanted to write about how my legs felt molded to Lily's sides as I warmed her up, heels cranked to China. But I especially wanted to write about the moment when we were cantering around at Lily's all-day canter. I was listening to Pandora and the song "Rude" by Magic! came on.
I have always found reggae-influenced beats soothing and I really love this song. I started singing along to the lyrics out loud as Lily cantered around the field. And then I extended one arm out while Lily cantered on, unperturbed. So I hooked the reins on the pommel of the saddle with my other hand and extended both arms out and let go.
And we cantered on and on, free. No hands. Out in the fields, as one.
Sometimes you just have to let go.