I joked when I turned 50 that I had to give up my olympic dream. Now I’m 51 and I’m over that. I’ve been watching the World Equestrian Games and I’m OK that I will never beat out Holland’s Edward Gal and his stunning horse Moorlands Totilas for the gold.
Worse, I’ve lost all confidence that I will ever be ready to ride WELL.
This got me to thinking that there are two kinds of confidence when riding. In the past I’ve gotten on some of the greenest of green horses and if you’ve read about my exploits with my horse Dody, you’ll know that he was no walk in the park. Because of this, people see me as a confident rider but I don’t have the other critical ingredient to success – confidence in my riding skills.
This? No problem.
It’s like clockwork. Every year as winter winds down and show season approaches I go through the same merry-go-round of emotions about showing. I know I drive my friends crazy. In fact, they could just run a recording of what I said last year and the year before and the year before that. It starts around March with “I don’t think I’ll show this summer. I’m not really interested. I’m just going to ride”. To which they respond, “You say that every year. You’ll change your mind when you get closer to show season”.
The summer dressage show season is now over and I only made it to one show – the Pink Ribbon fundraiser for Cancer. It’s a fun, no stress, non-competitive show for me and I really enjoyed it. The key is that it’s not competitive, at least I didn’t treat it that way. That’s good because I’m really very competitive and I don’t want to go to shows that are part of a “season”, where year-end standings matter.
I’m feeling better after my last post where I wrote that I was stuck at training level and some of my older riding blogger friends said they were too and it was ok. I guess I just need to grow up and ride for the fun of it, good days or bad.




