#training

[intriga-hounds]

Bravest pups during their dog door lesson were Felix and Bonnie! Didn’t get a pic of Felix bc he came out immediately, but here’s The Flea.

[mysterymastere]

It happened completely unexpectedly. You were living your normal, boring life. Work had been frustrating and you were looking forward to going home, even though all you were going to do is watch TV and sleep.

The text was short. "Doll, Power on". Suddenly, you were flooded with memories, and with arousal. You've been training. Maybe for months, maybe even years. And finally, you've been activated.

Wasting no time, you change direction and begin heading to your Master. It is finally time to serve. Finally time to be free. That part of your soul has been waiting for so long and now you are finally free. It's a dream come true, you think as you toss your panties into a nearby trash can.

[intriga-hounds]

Lmao i was having ponzu help me teach the pups the dog door and had her in with me helping entice pups to come back inside

Prophet gets to the door but is like. Confused as to how to proceed so i say to ponzu “hey just touch him so he knows where you are” and she boops him and I’m like perfect awesome

He gets lost again so i say again “ponzu just touch him” and I WISH I HAD IT ON FILM bc she just very slowly very tenderly reaches out the door with a paw and pats him on the head lmao

Then he came right in

[foldingfittedsheets]

The mattress company I worked for the first time no longer exists. It was long ago eaten and assimilated by a bigger company. But when I started it was an incredibly intense five weeks of training. I was told I was extremely lucky to be selected, and I was. From a pool of a hundred applicants only fifteen of us made the cut to entering the training program.

The course covered how to talk to customers, how to ask open ended questions, how to close a sale, and product knowledge. I learned a lot, and truthfully my greatest takeaway was a lot of social scripts that I could use in other areas of my life.

We also had a midterm exam and a final. Both included a roleplay element with a trainer and a written portion. They told us when we started that the course was challenging but it was still a shock to come in after the midterm and realize half the class had failed.

I was named valedictorian of training- a dubious honor as it meant I’d done the best in the class, but popular lore had it that valedictorians struggled the most on the sales floor. Lo, I struggled.

Not because I wasn’t good. I was. But because my manager set out to systematically destroy my self esteem. Every sale, every interaction I had was scrutinized and criticized.

If I sold a bed with protectors, moveable base, and pillows he’d ask why I hadn’t managed to sell pillow protectors too. His first trainee had thrived on being challenged and he’d never bothered to learn a different way to coach.

It was wretched. My performance started strong but nosedived after a few weeks with him. My trainer, a man I loathed for stonewalling me in my interview, came in to inform me I was on new hire probation. If I couldn’t get my sales numbers up I’d be let go.

His actual phrasing was, “When you have a bandaid do you like to rip it off or pull it slowly?”

Since it was eminently obvious why he was visiting and because I thought it was condescending I sweetly informed him that I liked to soak my bandaids in hot water so they come off on their own.

He was briefly startled at this derailing but then got on with the bad news. I signed some forms stating that I understood my job was in peril.

I went home furious. I thought long and hard about why I wasn’t succeeding and how frustrated I was with my manager. I came in the next day and my anger had crystallized into a cold sharp edge.

My manager opened his mouth to address the probation and I snapped, “Just leave me alone. Go in the back if I have a sale. If you must address a serious issue then you will give me praise on two things I did right and present it as a compliment sandwich. Otherwise just say good job and shut up. Your constant nitpicking just makes me anxious and I do worse. Back off.” Belated and begrudging I added, “Please.”

He raised his eyebrows in dim surprise but I’d gauged him well. He backed off. Dutifully he’d meander into the back when I had a sale and praised me when I closed it. I resented knowing it was only because I’d demanded complimented but they still boosted me up. My numbers skyrocketed, I landed my first split king sale, and I exited probation with flying colors.

The trainer came back in to congratulate my manager for turning things around. To my gratification he gave me credit for setting him straight and said I’d taught him a different way to lead. My manager would often genuinely praise that moment when I’d stood up to him, impressed with my stubborn refusal to fail and my insight into what would help.

My biggest takeaway from the whole thing was just that people need positive reinforcement to succeed. Praise people for doing a good job. If you’re ever in a position where you need to criticize someone put it in a compliment sandwich instead of just saying the negative.

[blumineck]

A lot of people, especially adults, are put off trying things out of fear of failing. Learning to accept and even enjoy being bad at things can often be the first step in a new passion.

For what it’s worth, I wasn’t one of those people who picked up a bow and was a natural from the start. I had overly mobile elbows, and my dominant eye and hand don’t match up. But that lack of expectation meant that I was able to do it the way I enjoyed it, without worrying about scores or results. And over time, enjoyment turned into passion, and I like to think I’ve developed some amount of skill.

But even if I was terrible at it, I’d still be doing this, because I love it!

[world-beauties-2019]

[justmuscle4u]

Julián Arroyuelo 🇦🇷

[truejekart]

Sporty Cynthia (Pokemon)

[musclemark]

Furkan Er training his monster shoulders

[fyblackwomenart]

"Rocky" by Temboh

[whiteskin-alpha]

obedience is so important

[intriga-hounds]

baby box training for our future racers!

[skycowboys]

How would steering a Pegasus work? I see that often when you draw them they don’t have any bridles or reins. I can understand that because you can’t give the pegasi cues to go up or down like that. Is it something on the saddle maybe. Is it more like the dragons in httyd where the rider kind of uses their grip on the saddle and leaning their weight to steer?

Hi! Great question!

Yeah, the main way to steer a pegasus is weight shifting. This is similar to real-life riding where there's seat weight vs stirrup weight, and where that weight is in the saddle speaks volumes to the horse. A rider can give many cues through seat weight, and seat weight is often combined with other cues to execute complex moves. In fact, many horses can be cued with seat and leg cues alone, with no need for bit cues. I'm not against bit cues at all, but I default to seat and leg cues with my own horse because 1) I know he can and 2) the less I can cue his mouth, the softer his mouth is, and when I do cue the mouth, he knows something is important.

In my mind, a pegasus works on that same principle.

A saddle and pilot are positioned like this:

A pilot sits with their knees on the meaty part of the wing base:

Another view, including the heel slings, which are important to steering:

NOW for steering, pilots use their knees, their toes, and sometimes their hands:

Rolling the pegasus, angling the wings up and down, is done all with the knees and pilot weight shifting.

Pitch (nose up and down) is controlled with mostly toe cues, with some weight cues. Toe cues are more subtle.

Yaw (tail side to side) is controlled by a combo of everything, including hands.

Hope that helps!

~ Larn

[world-beauties-2019]

[justcatposts]

This is amazing

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