The saying is: Timing is Everything.
Well, now it is too late for me to become a Three-Day Eventing Competitor. No…it really is. There are just some things that the time has passed and you won’t be doing that. It was possible when I had twenty year old knees. My knees have too many years on them now so…it ain’t happening.
It’s okay. I mean, I still pretend everytime I jump a low log out in the pasture that I am competing in the cross country segment of three-day eventing. I have a picture of a rider doing just that in my bedroom. It’s a great shot and I can easily put my head on her shoulders everytime I walk by because we bought a horse that is identical to the one in the photo.
So, I have a pretty good imagination, I like to watch it on TV and I am learning more and more about dressage.
So, I can pine away and wish and wish or…I can let that someone go. The person, me, who wanted to go in that direction but took a different path. I went in the western path because that is my heritage. That was the most convenient and what I already knew…even though I started my english riding lessons in maybe, hmmm….third grade?
I ride a cutting horse now. He is also an excellent ranch horse competitor and is learning about competitive trail. Still…there is something about riding hell bent for leather one day, dancing with your horse the next day and then riding a “flying” horse, the next. It is an amazing sport, but you have to have the knees…