I believe in horseback riding. The pounding of my heart after a tremendous barrel run. Feeling like I’m flying when loping bareback. Then that slight fear because I almost fell off my horse. That feeling in my legs when I get off of my horse after I’ve had a long and arduous ride, a.k.a. the best feeling in the world. Completely forgetting all of my problems when I step onto the saddle.
It had been another one of those days. The days when nothing seems to go right. First I had woken up late (I had forgotten to set my alarm the night before). Then, I had a test in nearly every class. Including a unit test in math, an FRQ in AP Human Geography, a quiz in biology, and another quiz in government. My only saving grace was that it was Friday and after school I got to see my horse and ride.
My horse’s name is Shotzi. She is a brown and white paint with a black and white mane and tail. I’ve had her for about three years and she is the absolute love of my life. Even though she will spook at nothing (I joke that she can see dead people and hear voices). Or the fact that she is terrible to try to deworm. When I ride none of that matters. All that is important is what we are doing in that moment. I’m not thinking about the homework that I need to work on; or about that project that I have procrastinated on and
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I jumped into the car with my mom driving and my little sister in the front seat. With every rotation of the tires, as I got closer and closer to my horse, I could feel the tension in my shoulders release bit by bit. By the time I actually stepped into the saddle all of my worries and fears had flown away like the fallen leaves on a windy night. I immediately forgot about everything bad that had happened earlier. From waking up late to the tests that I definitely did not study for as much as I should have. All that existed in the next hour (or so) was me and my horse. From perfecting our barrel turns to just loping around and around and
...ould hear the creeks soothing sound, the doves calling as dusk approached. The beautiful sound of wild turkeys gobbling in the spring. All the faces of my loved ones came flooding back to me. I couldn't wait to get home!
I took the reins in my hands, placed my left foot on the stirrup, swung my right leg over, mounted the horse and took position on the saddle. With a slight movement of the reins and a gentle nudge, I slowly guided my horse to the field. For the next 15 minutes, we exhibited the requisite movements for dressage (a competitive form of training to develop obedience, flexibility and balance in a horse) with flawless coordination, culminating in a National Gold.
The equestrian sport takes time, dedication, and lots of financial support. I never had the same financial advantage as that of my peers, but I made up for it in drive and passion. Only being fifteen at the time of buying my first horse, I was at a loss with very little experience. Nevertheless, my spur to be as accomplished or even more so than the riders around me compensated for my lack in finances.
I hadn’t taken a shower in months and when I took that shower I felt at home again. I remember I was a little kid again. I missed my dad, Boss said that my father was still alive when I asked about him and that he was waiting for me in
It was the middle of the night when my mother got a phone call. The car ride was silent, my father had a blank stare and my mother was silently crying. I had no idea where we were headed but I knew this empty feeling in my stomach would not go away. Walking through the long bright hallways, passing through an endless amount of doors, we had finally arrived. As we
Today when I woke, I was expecting my son to be asleep. That wasn't the case. Today was his first race. Now here we were, at the track, race about to start, everyone was lined up ready to run. *bang* The starting gun went off. Like a bolt of lightning, everything came flashing back to me.
In conclusion, horses mean more to me than many other things. They are part of my friends and family, but I also have great respect for them. Horses are surrounded by benefits that make us feel exceptional. Their colors are all attractive. Their breeds are marvelous and unique. Their history with us is quite a beneficial relationship. Their behavior is different from ours, but is an easy language to learn. Showing horses is exhilarating! Caring for them can seem like a chore, but is actually an overall fun and propitious experience. Riding horses is fun and meaningful, not just something to learn or do just because. And, no matter what people say, I believe there is something truly special about my dear friend the horse.
A calm crisp breeze circled my body as I sat emerged in my thoughts, hopes, and memories. The rough bark on which I sat reminded me of the rough road many people have traveled, only to end with something no one in human form can contemplate.
Dr. D is a cardiothoracic surgeon. He was my hero. He may well still be, even though he is a throw-back to the days when I was more concerned about science than symbolism.
At first I did not know why or how it happened, I just was not afraid anymore. I did not get bored, I did not get sick, and I did not have to painfully wait to use the bathroom. What was once a time of fear and unease turned to a time of tranquility and delight. I was excited to drive my car, and I felt good while driving. Maybe it was because the music I was listening to calmed me. Perhaps it was the beautiful sights I saw outside my window. It could have been because it was a time when I got to leave my troubles behind me and relax. It may have been that I was driving the car rather someone else, or it could have been a combination of all of these things. All I knew was that I had a 35-minute drive to school everyday, and I enjoyed it.
Blood rushed through my veins and my heart began to race as the powerful equine athlete beneath me was preparing to run into the arena. Fifteen seconds and three barrels later, my heartbeat began to slow down, tears flooding my eyes, as Lulu’s first run in two years had commenced. After years of rehabilitation, dedication and patience, Lulu was back at it, doing her job. She came out of the arena as if she were on top of the world; her head held high, looking for her reward (a horse treat)! Lulu’s return to competition after lameness, along with many hours spent at horse farms and veterinary clinics, has given me an appreciation for the veterinary field and the discipline and dedication it takes to keep animals healthy and performing at
We heard that some people we know wanted to sell there one horses named Blue. We started to ask the people about him and they invited us over to ride him. We trailered Blue to an arena and rode him around. He was good at being ridden for not being ridden for 5 years. The people said that the person that had him before showed him at the world horse show, show jumping and some other big name horse shows.
For the rest of the night I continued to think about just how much I have evoluted from being my mom's mini me to my own person to being ok with who I was this skiing trip has really changed me. When it was time to eat dinner, I meet my family at the eating lodge. I was so hungry after skiing down that ski slope so many times. Even though I was a little bit disillusioned with how good I was I knew I was proud of myself and that's all that had mattered right now. I just enjoyed every moment of it
When i mounted my horse, i lay all my day’s worries behind
After a quick breakfast, I pulled some of my gear together and headed out. The car ride of two hours seemed only a few moments as I struggled to reinstate order in my chaotic consciousness and focus my mind on the day before me. My thoughts drifted to the indistinct shadows of my memory.