Tomorrow, I'm going to someone's barn in Pleasant Grove to ride this:
His regular rider has a concussion, (not from him) and she needs someone to exercise him regularly until she is ready again. I'm very sorry for her, and very excited to step in and help out.
Riding a horse like this is something that I have aspired to for a long time. I've ridden thoroughbreds, quarter horses, arabians, mustangs, halflingers, belgians, and once I briefly rode an andalusian stallion. That was great.
But this- a well schooled dressage master, a friesian, a stallion, and one who according to his owner is affectionate and intelligent beyond measure- this is something I have been slowly building towards through years of lessons, leasing, training, borrowing, and begging.
I've been riding Posie all summer and got to use her in a film project (she was GREAT!), I've been coaching 4H which is such a ball, I'm writing my silly little articles for HorseNation every week and loving the interaction with my readers, and now I have the chance to ride a truly magnificent animal for someone who seems to be the nicest woman in the world.
Suddenly, not having a horse of my own isn't torture, but an opportunity to grow in ways I never fathomed. If I had just owned my own horse all these years, I wouldn't have been seeking new outlets and opportunities. I would have been doing my own thing and staying in my own bubble. Instead I've gone to clinics of all kinds, reached out to people outside my interests, I've written about some amazing people, and I have repeatedly been gifted with trust and compassion by horse owners of every sort all around me.
I am humbled. Incredibly grateful. And so very excited about the next few months.