Actually, if I had kept fighting with him, I would've gotten no where. The relationship between us very likely could've completely soured. If he had surrendered to me, we would've still been in that stupid ring, going around and around, doing the same stupid thing, and and for what? Just to do it?

Instead I told the horse to just go and take me with him. He obviously knew where he wanted to be, and it was somewhere I didn't know.

I learned a lot from that. It's too bad I don't ride anymore. Horses are great teachers really.