I was certain that I had forgotten absolutely everything that I’d learned at my first lesson, but dribs and drabs flowed back to me, so it wasn’t quite starting from scratch. At the very least I was considerably more comfortable.
The big new activity yesterday was taking Jester for a jog, which is essentially, as I understand it, more than a walk and less than a trot. From the feel of things up atop Jester, his kinesiology certainly changed, and from the feel of things a day later, whatever muscles I needed to prevent myself from falling off once Jester kicked things up a notch were well-exercised.
I’ll be back for more in a couple of weeks.