Yesterday Patxi and I failed each other. He, by being in the past--wanting to be back at home with Leonidas, wanting to be back to just being him and I in the herd, back to simpler times where there weren't so many changes, back to when his hocks didn't hurt even though they've been treated now and should feel better. He was living in old muscle memory and in what was. Me, by being in the future--wanting to see the fruits of all my labors with my riding changes and the traini