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May 5, 2015

Back In The Swing Of Things

A month home from Florida and I'm finally feeling settled in. That month wasn't exactly quiet—a show, the World Cup Final, a clinic with Michael, a Pony Club rating, and moving out of my house in town and back to the farm—and I just felt very scattered. Being in one place for a while sounds pretty great.

April 19, 2015

I'm Too Good For You, And Other Lies

It happens all the time.The conversation goes something like this:

Cute Amateur Lady, upon seeing me in an article of clothing with my logo on it: "Oh, do you know/ride with/work for Lauren?"
Me: "Well..."
CAL: "I would love to ride with her, but she's too advanced for me/she wouldn't want to teach a beginner/she's too important to teach a beginner/I'm not ready for that level of instruction."

April 16, 2015


I am sitting on an airplane to Las Vegas. The couple next to me are in their 80s, and have been married for 57 years. He holds her hand while they snooze. A love like theirs is something we all should be so lucky to know.

April 9, 2015

The Best Winter Yet

My last week in Florida finished in typical whirlwind fashion. I made the brilliantly boneheaded decision to show Fender one last time on Thursday and Friday, with the plan of then packing Saturday and leaving Sunday, because there's nothing like trying to pack up your entire life to help you focus on a horse show.

March 28, 2015

The End-Of-Season Blitz

We're down to the wire in Florida, with just days before my horses and I pack up and head home. And without fail, there's this sudden franticness, to get everything done, to see everyone, to cram in those last lessons. And last week was no exception.

March 21, 2015

All Of A Sudden

I remember this one day. It was the summer of 2010. Midge was 8. And I got on, and I picked up the reins, and there he was. He was connected to my hand, hind legs, withers, bridle. He was balanced and organized. He was just THERE. He felt like an expensive FEI horse, and while he still made mistakes, still needed to develop in his strength and timing and coordination, still wouldn't do his first Grand Prix for two years, all of a sudden, he was there.

March 10, 2015

That Boring Thing We Do Before Cross-Country

As a dressage trainer in Northern Virginia, I teach a lot of event riders. And I mean a LOT. Like my strictly dressage students, they run the gamut—from the grassroots to the international levels, beginner novice at the local combined test to Rolex. Some of them are better at hiding it, and some of them don't even try, but without fail, they have one thing in common: before they start riding with me, virtually all of them think that dressage is that thing that they have to suffer through before they get to the fun stuff.

March 7, 2015


They were ready. I'd run through the test with both of them at least once. But it's one thing to move your own horses up a level of competition. It's another thing to do it with someone else's horse.

February 24, 2015

Riding The Moment

The textbooks all say that we sit on the horse, we half halt, we soften, and voila! They make their way up the levels, learning the work. Here on planet earth, sometimes we have to get 'er done. Maybe we have to dig in and drive like hell for a few strides; maybe we have to hold a horse up for a while, until they can hold themselves up.

February 13, 2015

Get Moving

Our lives are busy, we equestrians. Whether we ride professionally or as amateurs, it's a sport that can't be played at our convenience, whenever we find a few minutes. A soccer ball we can just pick up when we can. We can go for a run anytime. Our tennis rackets don't need to be fed three times a day, nor does it cost much of anything at all to keep our bowling balls or surfboards healthy, trained and well cared for. 

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