5 minute blogging
It’s day 1 of #NaBloPoMo and I’m tackling a couple of things on my 101 in 1001 list. I was thinking about my list last night and the realization that I have under a year to complete my tasks propelled me into action. I’ve probably changed a lot of my priorities since then. Still, there are some things that mean a lot to me and that I have been neglecting. So, today, I’m starting to
[20]. Participate in each NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo
and today I’m going to talk about my progression into
[14]. Join a horse-riding school.
This evening would have been my fourth horse riding lesson. It’s been about seven years since I was serious about horses. It’s also been seven years since I’ve started college, and I’m still at it. It’s funny, because the first time that I filled out the CAO I had equestrian science and art at the top, followed by computer science. After much arguing with the older folks about at the time I settled on Arts. At the time I was just getting into computers, making websites with old skool applets, and having ping bomb matches with one of my best friends at the time. I figured Arts would let me continue with computers through IT and that I could do some other interesting things like Philosophy and Psychology.
I digress, I guess the first time that I started horse riding I was around 6 or 7. I still remember the pony’s name; Dart. Those initial lessons stopped short, but that’s another blog post. The only thing I remember about them are the big white body protectors that seemed like plaster of pares and learning to trot on a lung rope. Those beginnings gave me the bug. I got back into horse riding when I was around 15, working at a stables with ex-racehorses, and eventually getting to ride out on the current race horses in training. The first time I ever jumped was over some branches on top of a couple of buckets. It was an ex racehorse that had worked on the flat, and I’m pretty sure I was on one of the wee racing saddles. When I eventually got back into the traditional English saddles, it took about two months to relearn how to canter sitting down. For a while back then I was pretty decent at some things, I was riding out young racehorses in training, had learned about everything from nutrition to bringing horses to race meets, and on the other side of things I was able to jump over 1.2m and was bringing on my own pony. Then, disaster, or rather school struck. I had it in my mind that I was going to get my jockey license, but figured I should go to college. So, in my mind I settled for Equestrian Science down in UL, and then, well.. Arts. So, now, years later I’m still in college, finishing up a PhD in the coming months. Even when that’s finished I see myself in academia for a while. I’ve been having strange feelings these last couple of weeks, back getting lessons, it’s like I’ve reawakened something that I guess I though was lost.
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