Descriptive Essay On Horse Riding

The day had finally come it was time to take my first ever horseback riding lesson. I had groomed and walked horses with a lead line but never ridden before. I was unsure if I was going to enjoy riding long term. I was also scared about getting seriously injured from riding. I was told by the barn manager I was riding a horse named City who was also, apparently, an off the track thoroughbred. In the weeks leading up to my lesson my mother and I had picked up English tall boots, a pair of tight breeches, and a matching shirt. When I arrived at the barn my mother and I waited for my trainor and other students in my class to arrive. My trainer went out into the field and brought city in for me so I could begin tacking up. My trainer ,Mrs. Crystal said, “ go ahead in the tack room and look for a saddle that fits you and City”. I walked into the tack room and was immediately overwhelmed by all the saddles and tack along the walls. I called out for my mother and asked her ,“What English saddle is going to fit me ?” Both my mother and I were confused on what I was supposed to do. I picked a black synthetic wintec saddle after checking the sizes of a few other saddles. Mrs. Crystal said, “That looks like it will work for you and City, especially because that saddle is good for his sometimes sore back.” I picked out a saddle pad and girth. Mrs. Crystal helped me properly tack up and prepare to ride but at this point I was really starting to become nervous. The last step of