|Putting On My Big Girl Pants|
These Eventing people.
I can't get away from them.
Rachel, who has a burning passion for the sport of eventing, has been trying to get me to go cross-country schooling with her for the past year or so.
Which sounds so fun!
Except that I'm a total weenie when it comes to cross country, and the thought of galloping up and down hills while jumping solid fences, ditches, and down-banks terrifies me and makes me want to pee my pants.
But over the weekend I hopped on Toby at Rachel's insistence, and popped him over a couple of small logs. And I have to admit, it was fun! Toby's big, open, thoroughbred step took a bit of getting used to, but he is honest as the day is long and took me safely up the hill and over the logs.
Just this afternoon I met the very nice new boarder at the barn, who told me that she too, is an eventer, and is looking for a cross-country schooling buddy. I confessed that I am a huge weenie, but she wasn't falling for that excuse and told me I'd be coming along to the horse park with her when she went schooling.
I'm surrounded. Help.