Not having been out much this week, Bar was surprisingly mellow. I worked him in the round pen, then climbed on bareback and worked on circles, stops, backing, etc., until the not-squishy combination of his spine and my tail bone reminded both of us to short rides are better without additional padding. How did Lady Godiva do it? Never mind, let's not go there.
In between all that, I turned him loose in the arena to take some video, hoping to capture the speed and grace of my ex-racehorse. Did I get that? No. Because apparently being free is all about sniffing the fluffy dirt, rolling, and frisking me for carrots.