September 12, 2011
I don't remember the first time I ever rode a horse, I've been told it was a pony at a fair. I was 4, he spooked, I fell off. Not the best begining. I do remember my first lesson. It was on a 19 yr old Paso Fino, I was 7, all we did was walk. But I got to steer and I was in control. And I remember feeling so powerful and so free being on top of this huge animal and having it do exactly what I wanted.
And I know there are certain traits I have inherited that steer me towards Dressage, the need to be perftect and always have a clearly defined goal. But my brother had those same traits and used them to become an Eagle Scout and later compete in rowing. We have always been an animal freindly family (other than the horse we always had cats) but never an animal obsessed.... so what's my deal? our deal?
I don't really have an answer, I just find it facinating that so many of us come from families with no horse history. And so many of us are deeply devoted and intrenched in the horse world.... so where does it come from??