I have but one thing on my mind these days: my medals. I’ve had my USDF bronze medal since 2001. On a horse I trained myself. He had been a hunter when I bought him, so essentially he was working at training level with very forward flying changes.

In the course of a year, I dragged him, kicking and screaming (well it was me doing most of the kicking and screaming) to 3rd level and did it well enough to earn my bronze. The following year my husband left me with two little boys and I used that as an excuse to end my professional dressage career.

Now, 16 years down the road, the boys are grown and out of the house, I’m gainfully employed and training and teaching on the side. I haven’t competed, except for the odd schooling show here and there, in 16 years. I want to compete this year. I want my silver and gold medals and I want them in the same show season. This show season. I want them now. I’ve earned them.

I don’t presently have a horse. I have a few I could certainly train and show if I desired, but nothing doing 4th level or above, which would defeat the purpose, for me. I have a horse picked out. He’s big, chestnut with chrome (my favorite) and schooling Grand Prix. He’s an outstanding mover, has an incredible trot. I think his piaffe will be unbeatable! He’s only 14, which is fine for a competitive Grand Prix horse. The sky is the limit with this one.

I’ll be going down to California soon to try him out. Fingers crossed that he loves me as much as I already love him. 🙂