Hi, I’m Kristy, and I have a problem. I’m a horse person.
Every year, scores of little girls are diagnosed with this incurable affliction. Later in life this leads to empty bank accounts, inattention to anything other than horses and a complete depletion of free time. Suitable treatment options are: time spent at the barn and hours poring over horse-related DVDs , movies and magazines. Scientists claim that the closest thing to a cure is the ownership of the patient’s very own horse.
I guess we’ll see how that goes.
I am the girl who never grew out of the My Little Pony phase of her life. I would wait for my older brother’s bus to come sitting on a blanket in the yard playing with my stable. As I grew up, Breyers became the go-to obsession. Finally, when I got “big enough” (my mom’s words) I was allowed to take riding lessons. It has all been downhill from there.
I have ridden several different disciplines and trained with several different trainers throughout the years. I showed IHSA in college and dabbled in a few local shows both with mixed success. I came to find out showing was not for me and returned to what I love the most: training a horse – one on one.
You may think that I’m crazy, and perhaps I am, but let me introduce you to my new main man: Smokey.
I will use this blog to attempt to convey how our life together goes. From the spur of the moment preparation to the moment he first let me scratch his ears to that first ride, I’ll try to give a play by play of how we learn about each other.