As I wrote earlier, my mare is off shooting a movie, so my trainer asked me to work with Boris, a Soviet draft horse.
To give you the full picture of my struggle: Boris weighs nearly a ton and was super hard to manage. He’s got some quirky habits, too, so I had to keep my distance from the other horses in the arena. At one point, I even had to ask for help because I couldn’t get him to canter (which is probably embarrassing for someone who’s been riding for 10 years).
My forearms are killing me today, but I don’t regret a thing. 
Here’s a photo of Boris to grab your attention.