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August 17, 2010

Midgey, Four-Legged Rockstar

Midge came, saw, and rocked out! 

Our exhibition was between the last Young Rider test and their award ceremony. When Brian O’Connor, the announcer, said they were running a little early, I figured I'd hop on 5 minutes ahead of my plan so that they wouldn't be kept waiting. So imagine my surprise when, about 10 minutes later, after only stretchy walk-trot-canter and a little shoulder-in, they're telling me to go, go, go. Yikes!

August 15, 2010

Saturday At Gladstone, In Brief

1. Holy snap, Midge grew up.

I don't think he's been anywhere by himself since he was about 4. He's been calm, professional and mature all weekend. No, he's not ill—I took his temperature myself. Twice. I think he's just actually turning into an adult.


August 13, 2010

Gladstone, Always Inspiring

I have spent many a blog entry waxing philosophical on what a magical place Gladstone is, so today I won't bore you with more of that. But seriously: There's no place like it. It's hallowed ground.

August 10, 2010

The Breaks

Sometimes, I wish I'd been an accountant.

The highs, the lows. Putting your happiness in the hooves of 1400 pounds of prey animal with the reasoning capacity of a toddler. It makes for a volatile life!

August 4, 2010

EEMI, Day 2 and 3

Thank goodness for summer vacations. People leave the Mid-Atlantic en masse at the end of July and the beginning of August for their summer homes, or for pre-school-year vacations to cooler climes. And it's only days after they go that temperatures here plummet to reasonable levels.

So: Thank you, travelers, for making the weather better in your absence!

July 30, 2010

EEMI, Day 1

After our adventure with the ratchet straps in packing for this weekend’s horse show, I was unhappy, although not altogether surprised, when, lumbering down the highway, I watch a bale of hay and four bags of shavings come a’tumbling off my trailer roof and into traffic.

This is going to be a hellofa day.

July 30, 2010

Strap Me Down

It's T-minus two weeks to Gladstone, and I am a big ball of stress.

I'm pretty predictable: Once I'm on the grounds, I'm cool as a cucumber. But until then, I'm not sleeping well, I'm unfocused, I'm eating anything that will hold still long enough. I'm a red-hot mess.

With a "normal" show this ridiculous period of psychosis only lasts a day, tops, if not a mere few hours. But Gladstone is A Big Deal, and accordingly, I'm fried well in advance.

July 26, 2010

The Next Generation

My kids were stars this weekend! Four riders, all of whom I’ve helped before, stepped up to ride for the Commonwealth Dressage and Combined Training Association (CDCTA)’s First Level team at the Region 1 Youth Team Championships. For some it was a big step up; for others, this was a walk in the park. They rode well, made improvements from Day 1 to Day 2, and hit the things we’d worked on in practice.

This didn’t surprise me one bit.

July 20, 2010

Kids These Days

I teach a few kids year-round, but I see a lot more of them during the summer months, when school is out. I love teaching kids—they are funny, goofy and ambitious. You can tell them to do anything, and they’ll do it. They don’t get scared like adults do, don’t overanalyze like adults do, and seem to have a lot more fun than adults do. There’s a lot to be learned from kids.

July 16, 2010

End of the Pilgrimage And Back To The Daily Grind

Ella and Midgey happily spent their last New York night in turnout at Gleneden, sparing me the pain of a 3 a.m. wake-up call. And as such, I got to have a great dinner with my aunt and cousin, who I NEVER get to see, in Manhattan, where I hadn't been since graduating from college. I don't regret my decision to go pro one bit, but sometimes I do get a little nostalgic for What Could Have Been, having a job outside of the horse biz and living somewhere closer to civilization.

Dang, though, if having horses like these doesn't snap me right out of it!

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