Stronger Than You Think

My mom is new to the world of hunter jumper shows. She rode horses her entire life, but never set foot into the world of A and AA shows until I started moving up and we wanted to ride together. She was my trainer, my mentor, my coach. She was my biggest supporter and my hardest teacher, and she made sure I took care of my ponies and, most importantly, always had fun riding them. I have always been competitive though, so it was over the course of many years that I grew to love the show world. My …

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English goes Western

I learned to ride on a pistol of a pony named Peanut. He was a 13.2hh brown Paso Fino pony, with fire in his belly and a spark in his eyes. Always quick on the draw, I fell off of Peanut more times than I could count, but he taught me the importance of always getting right back on again. We still have Peanut, who is in his early twenties now, with a grey-streaked mane and a snowy forehead, and he enjoys his retirement simply munching on grass and basking in the sun. Peanut and I got …

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The Squeak of Leather

All horseback riders know this sound. That comforting, repetitive sound of leather rubbing against leather as the horse moves underneath you. For new tack this noise can be harsh, uncomfortable, but with a good cleaning and conditioning, the sound fades into a comfortable murmur that becomes part of the experience of sitting astride such incredible animals. Horseback riding is not simply about control, winning points, your own personal gain, or any other selfish or material gain. Every ride becomes a journey, a learning experience and even a self-discovery. Maybe it’s your first time on a horse and …

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It’s Not Too Late

I am writing to you in a very contented state, considering I was finally able to go home and show my horses this past weekend. Rolex and Dante were absolutely fantastic, and we performed wonderfully after having little training over the past two months, and considering Rolex was completely lame only a few short weeks ago. I cannot describe the feeling that welled up in my chest when I jumped him for the first time on Friday, after my heart telling me for so long that I would never be able to show him again. And on top …

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There’s Always Hope

Today I received a call from my mom. “Happy Birthday!!!” she yelled into the phone, bringing a smile to my face. After some chitchat regarding how my day went and how lucky I was to have such good friends to make it special, she began to tell me how the horses were doing. I honestly did not believe my ears when she announced that “Rolex jumped great,” and “Bravo is clear to ride.” Now, Rolex is my hunter. He was gifted to me at the beginning of my Junior year of High School, and I was able …

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What To Do in a Dry Spell…

We’ve all been there. For one reason or another, things overwhelm us, and the barn is a mere distant memory. You forget the feel of the reins in your hands. You hardly remember the exact color and softness of your horse’s coat. You can’t even tell the difference anymore between a surcingle and a martingale. I’m sure you’ve noticed by now that it has been a while since I have been able to ride and I am desperate to get some time back in the saddle. Most of what I do at school in terms of …

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On Horses and Relationships

So Sunday night marked the end of my three year relationship with a wonderful individual I had met in high school. He had helped me through some hard times throughout freshman and sophomore year, but as this third year loomed closer, the strain of being in a long distance relationship began to seriously take its toll. It was a hard decision, but considering our relationship had become more of a friendship (I still consider him to be my best friend) we are slowly trying to feel our way across this strange new terrain and learn how to heal two broken …

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Lost and Found

Hello Readers, You may be wondering why I am so late with my post today, and for my tardiness I apologize. I promise I am a usually punctual individual who honors her time commitments, but on Sunday night my front door was not securely locked and it blew open. My beloved cat, who got me through some serious roommate issues Sophomore year, has been a constant source of comfort while I’ve been away from my family, my boyfriend, my horses, and my home, and many a night I have spent a few minutes playing with him to de-stress from …

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