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Lindsey’s Road to the Thoroughbred Makeover: Adventure Time

For 673 accepted trainers, the journey to the Retired Racehorse Project‘s 2019 RPP Thoroughbred Makeover is underway! Between now and the Makeover, to take place Oct. 2-5 at the Kentucky Horse Park, four of those trainers will blog their journeys, including their triumphs and their heartbreaks, successes and failures, for Eventing Nation readers. Read more from EN’s 2019 Thoroughbred Makeover Bloggers: Lindsey BurnsHillary McMichaelClare MansmannJennifer Reisenbichler.

Not sure where to start, so many miles have been traveled since my last rambling post. While some of those have been the internal miles of mental growth, I mostly just mean actual pavement traversed. The first week in May saw me, my dad, my cat, my 2016 Makeover horse (Slide Away), my 2018 Makeover horse (Shefightslikeagirl), and my 2019 Makeover hopeful (Midnight Caller) all pile in my rig and drive the over-1,800 miles from Phoenix, Arizona, to Georgia. Last year, the trip saw us lose an entire tire and wheel in the first three hours of driving, which caused a delay making us get to our overnight spot in Amarillo, Texas after 1 a.m. This year was thankfully smooth sailing. 

Something about a new-to-me beautiful trailer. In case any of you reading this worry about your equine induced decision making skills, maybe don’t stop worrying, but know you’re not alone. That beautiful trailer, and my husband’s beautiful truck and trailer, were bought when we sold our house last year. Now if we have guests we can just ask them if they’d like the Exiss or the Four Star suite. Insert the laughing crying emoji. 

The horses all traveled well, though it took desert raised Crash a couple weeks to realize that the lush green grass under his feet was good for eating. We arrived on a Tuesday and that Saturday saw me loading Crash back into the trailer for a quick trip to Stable View for some cross country schooling. He was unsurprisingly perfect. We started out in hand so that he could learn about all the things without any of my bad habits making it confusing. He stepped right over logs, up banks, down banks, and across ditches like an absolute champ. It took him a moment to figure out the water, though he may have just wanted to see me get my new tall boots soaking wet. After he had seen everything I climbed aboard and we did it all again.

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Two super stars two years in a row! I'm so thankful for #shefightslikeagirl helping me find my confidence again (and can't wait to get back to flying with her), it allowed me to give Crash a great first day on the xc field. He was so calm, brave, and sensible, I had trouble believing he just ran in his last race on March 23rd! We started in hand so that I could show him all the obstacles and then I climbed aboard and we did banks, ditches, and water! Other horses were galloping all around and Crash didn't even blink an eye. #ottb #midnightcaller #babytiz #tizbud #liveyourfairytale #retiredracehorseproject #tbmakeover2019 #airlineottb #fieldtripfriday #thankfulforeverything #doubleshothorses #dontletthemtameyou #ateliercg #darkjeweldesigns #thermotex #pulseequine #eventingnation #majykequipe

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 The course was packed with riders galloping in every direction and my little guy wandered around on the buckle like an old school horse. Then a week later, in classic horse fashion we made it onto #eventerfailfriday for an intense feat of uncoordination over ground poles. Oh baby horses. 

I realize you might be wondering where Albert (Alpine Gathering) is in all of this. He was continuing to make progress in Phoenix, but I had hesitations about the pressures of getting ready for the makeover and of becoming a show horse not being the correct path for him. He was calming down and loosening up, but I just didn’t feel in my gut that it was the perfect direction for him. I decided to send him home to our farm in Idaho for some R&R, if ever a horse had earned unlimited time in grass pastures with mountains for a backdrop, it was him.

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The always handsome Alpine Gathering is headed home to Idaho for some well earned time just being a horse, eating grass at our farm. I will either bring him back into work in the autumn or we will find him the perfect family to live out his days with. This horse gave so much to so many people as a racehorse, I am thankful for the privilege of giving him the retirement be deserves. Love you Albert, have fun stretching your legs in a field instead of on the track. #ottb #alpinegathering #chestnutandfabulous #retiredracehorseproject #putthehorsefirst #relaxandeatgrass #liveyourfairytale #neverstoplearning #dontletthemtameyou #ateliercg #darkjeweldesigns #thermotex #eventingnation #doubleshothorses pc: MarcieD

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Then, in that way that things seem to work out as they should, we found out a friend of my father-in-law’s was looking to get back into horses. She had loads of experience and chill goals like trail riding and light arena work, as well as teenage daughters ready with curry combs and treats. They went to the farm to meet Albert and immediately fell in love, seriously though how could you not!? So, Albert is living his best life, which is what I promised him, and our farm is always there for him to come back to when needed. 

You also might be wondering how Slider, my 2016 Makeover horse, ended up in my trailer. I’ll tell you. 

I sold him after he competed at the Makeover to a great family — the daughter rode him in dressage, on trails, and over a few jumps. He had pony friends and was generally doted on and spoiled, lucky guy! Well his girl is off to college this fall and they contacted me to help find him his next amazing home. So we sorted out travel papers over the phone, and after pulling out of Phoenix before 4 a.m. I pulled into the farm Slider was at just after sunrise. We got him in the trailer and continued down the highway to Amarillo.

This was another one of those possibly equine induced decisions that seems to lack logic to the outside world, but to me it made perfect sense. Slider was a little shell shocked to get picked up by someone he hadn’t seen in well over two years and then make a three day trip with said person, but we got it done and he is turning back into the lovely dancing partner I remember. His sale ad will go live soon; keep your fingers crossed for me that the crazies stay in the woodwork and I just get to meet some awesome horse people in the process.

While we are playing horse catch up here, Hope (Here’s the Thing) is truly turning into an amazing trail horse. She looks great in western tack with that New Mexico backdrop, maybe I’ll take her for a spin in the mountains when I head west again in the autumn. 

Trail pony extraordinaire. Photo courtesy of Lindsey Burns.

Are you also wondering how this west coast girl ends up summering (or is that simmering) in Georgia? Well that’s a long convoluted story, but condensed down it’s a matter of dreaming, believing, toiling, more believing, more toiling, and dreams coming true. And, most importantly, I have a best friend who also makes horse induced decisions, as well as a husband that believes in going after dreams as much as I do.

Lindsey’s Road to the Thoroughbred Makeover: Day In, Day Out

For 673 accepted trainers, the journey to the Retired Racehorse Project‘s 2019 RPP Thoroughbred Makeover has begun! Between now and the Makeover, to take place Oct. 2-5 at the Kentucky Horse Park, four of those trainers will blog their journeys, including their triumphs and their heartbreaks, successes and failures, for Eventing Nation readers. Read more from EN’s 2019 Thoroughbred Makeover Bloggers: Lindsey BurnsHillary McMichaelClare MansmannJennifer Reisenbichler.

Life isn’t always big. Sometimes it’s just the day to day. After several months of upheaval I am quite enjoying the day to day. The past few weeks have been regular. Or at least my regular. Six days a week of a 4:20 a.m. alarm so that I can feed the horses at home and get to the track with enough time to have horses tacked when our rider arrives at 6. On Thursdays we don’t train the racehorses and the alarm gets moved back for a glorious 5 a.m. sleep in. Track chores go until about 11 if we aren’t racing that day. Then it’s home for lunch and some sit-down time and then I’m off to take care of Crash and Albert. I let them play in the round pen while I clean their paddocks and then depending on my schedule I ride them or do ground work.

I’ll always be a sunrise person.

Woah, this has to be the driest blog post ever.

It’s a bit like retraining these OTTBs — dry is what I’m going for. I wouldn’t call it boring, though; the little breakthroughs can be just as exciting as a first three foot fence. Especially with Albert. He was a great racehorse, a champion. He didn’t get that way by being easy going under saddle. His riders liked him, his personality was fun, but if they turned him around to gallop they could plan on being run off with. He gave 100% everyday — he loved being a racehorse. Now it’s up to me to teach him that his body can have a break. I get to teach him how to relax, to stand around, to have his brain engaged while his body gets soft.

He really likes the barn goat.

Crash was not a champion racehorse, and he didn’t do it for long. His retraining is totally different. He’s got relaxation down to a science. I’m ready to start bringing him on adventures, like going to friend’s arenas and going on trail rides. He’s honestly like riding a happy go lucky green broke horse, no baggage, no issues. It’s possible that he’s already wrapped me up in his “Tiz bloodline” spell. Even my often pragmatic husband thinks he is something special.

I just want to squeeze his cute face!

Albert’s retraining is all about the day to day. His first order of business is snuggling and begging for treats from every person that walks by his pen. I haven’t trained this behavior — his years at the track surrounded by loving grooms, trainers, and owners created a horse that loves attention. His manners outside of his paddock were lacking though. His first response to any stimulus (noises mostly) was to zoom. Over me if I was leading him, or under me if I was riding him, we practiced some fabulous whirling dervish moves on our second ride in the arena after someone slammed some stall doors open.

Some side-eye possibly directed at the pink tack.

I stepped back from riding him for several days and instead worked him with the rope halter. Helping him learn to relax into a stimulus. He was missing the classic ‘lick and chew’ response to processing information; instead he’d just hold his breath and look at me. I worked on lowering his head and showing him the way to releasing tension and he has soaked up the knowledge like a sponge. With in a few short minutes of going to work now he is licking and chewing, yawning, rolling his eyes, and even rolling while I hang onto the lead rope. He’s almost a tension release junkie now that he is realizing how good it feels.

If I get Crash out first Albert stares at me the whole time, begging for his turn. After seeing real progress in Albert’s responses to stimuli I decided to hop on again. He was a different horse. We walked and trotted all around the arena on a soft rein. Once his racing career is a more distant memory I believe that this champion racehorse will be capable of anything, from teaching beginners how to ride to earning piles of blue ribbons in the show ring. His body, joints and brain continue to loosen up as he spends more and more time moving around instead of in a stall.

Albert isn’t a difficult horse, but all the years I’ve spent working with difficult horses have given me the skills to give him the best opportunity in this new life. I look a bit serious while I ride Albert, not because I’m nervous, but because I’m concentrating. I have to pay attention so that if his racehorse brain kicks in I can show him how to release the tension and continue enjoying the ride.

First post track canter? #winning!

 

Crash is the opposite. I wander around on him grinning like a loon. Nothing startles him, I think the biggest challenge with him will be to not push him too hard too fast, he’s just a baby after all. Neither of them need to know that I have big plans in October. All they need to know is that day in and day out I will give them the time they need to understand each new question I ask and skill I teach.

Lindsey’s Road to the Thoroughbred Makeover: Prepare for Opportunity

For 673 accepted trainers, the journey to the Retired Racehorse Project‘s 2019 RPP Thoroughbred Makeover has begun! Over the next eight months, four of those trainers will blog their journeys, including their triumphs and their heartbreaks, successes and failures, for Eventing Nation readers. Read more from EN’s 2019 Thoroughbred Makeover Bloggers: Lindsey BurnsHillary McMichaelClare MansmannJennifer Reisenbichler.

Life with horses seems to sway between intensely good and intensely bad. When it rains it pours. If you want to find success it’s how you navigate these highs and lows that often determines the outcome. When life is beating you up you’ve got to find strength in the difficulty — knock me down 100 times and I’ll get up 101. Also, just as important, when life is telling you that you are freaking fantastic don’t forget the art of humility.

So far my 2019 has been less than dreamy. My OTTB Bear, that I had bronze medal dreams with, dropped dead of an apparent heart attack or aneurysm.

Rest in peace big guy. Photo courtesy of Lindsey Burns.

My magical unicorn partner from the 2018 makeover, Shefightslikeagirl, has been on the hormonal/ulcer struggle bus to the point of being unrideable. Charlie, the best dog in the world, went from healthy to buried in 24 hours. All of this before the calendar rolled over to the month of April.

Charlie spread love wherever he went. Photos courtesy of Lindsey Burns.

I’ve cried until my eyes felt like they were burning right out of their sockets. I’ve also kept getting out of bed when that 4:30 a.m. alarm goes off, I’ve kept looking for reasons to get excited about life, and forced myself to keep choosing to laugh and smile and be thankful for the blessings that surround me even in the midst of pain. When that darkness threatens to engulf me I take control of my thoughts as fast as I can, jumping into a favorite book or soundtrack or into the always comforting process of grooming or tack cleaning. Once my chest quits hurting and that space behind my eyes quits threatening to implode, I start to imagine what I want the future to look like.

I’m a big believer of thinking and dreaming things into existence. The idea that if you want something bad enough, and work your ass off hard enough, it will all work out. Working out doesn’t mean that exactly what you dreamt up happens — working out more means that through the process of working your ass off and believing in great things you will be prepared to seize opportunity. I’d been dreaming of participating in ‘that RRP thing’ since they did the Trainer Challenge in 2012, when the opportunity was made available to me in 2016 I was ready.

Albert is enjoying some down time after his long racing career and moonlighting as a model– this evening was such a fun distraction and reason to smile. Photo by Marcie Dales.

You might be wondering where I am going with this. Well, in the midst of all the angst that this year has brought, I haven’t given up. Yes, I’ve had a few scattered hours of existential crisis, but thankfully family and friends have helped support me through those moments. I haven’t thrown in the towel. Great things come to those who keep trying no matter what, which unsurprisingly sounds like the definition of insanity.

If you look at the people who find wild success I think you will always find an undercurrent of insanity. To someone without drive or passion, trying over and over again can look insane. There are few key differences between being lauded as successful or condemned as insane. When given the task of getting to the other side of a wall the person who finds success might try again and again, they will try to climb it, crawl under it, go around it, look for a door to go through it, etc. The insanity route would be to try again and again, to keep trying to crawl up it without ever looking for a ladder.

I was beginning to think I was insane to keep trying to event and then Shefightslikeagirl showed me the benefits of never giving up. Photo by WNC Photo.

No matter how much I was hurting I knew I would keep preparing myself for a future that would look better and brighter. Instead of laying on the couch and wishing for change, I kept working in a manner that would allow for that change to come into my life. Instead of being upset about Hope’s laziness I chose to let the giggles while riding her sans saddle be balm to my stinging soul. Instead of lamenting the end of my dressage dreams with the death of Bear I kept faith that a new path would make itself visible and I was able to jump on the opportunity to start riding and eventually showing an upper level warmblood in this coming summer.

When I took on the responsibility of transitioning Albert from racing to something new, I knew that he might not be the perfect Makeover horse — maybe he will need longer than the months between now and October to relax and find his new groove. I’m OK with that, I’m committed to helping him find his best life, whatever that may be. Maybe he will be a phenom and take the makeover by storm or maybe he will want something more low key.

So here I am turning away from that sucking darkness, keeping my eyes on the future I dream of and my heart and hands open to grasp the opportunities that arrive. Here enters Crash, a sweet and stunning gelding out of a New Zealand bred Thoroughbred mare and by an incredible sport Thoroughbred sire Tizbud.

Oooo I think I’ll enjoy playing with this one! Photo courtesy of Lindsey Burns.

Our barn neighbors from last year decided they didn’t want to try running him anymore after a few lackluster performances. In a move that left me slack jawed they handed him to me along with his papers. Keep him or sell him, they knew I’d find him a great life. Talk about working daily to create that dreamed of future, my prepare for opportunity motto came to fruition again on this day.

Lindsey’s Road to the Thoroughbred Makeover: OTTB Kismet

For 673 accepted trainers, the journey to the Retired Racehorse Project‘s 2019 RPP Thoroughbred Makeover has begun! Over the next eight months, four of those trainers will blog their journeys, including their triumphs and their heartbreaks, successes and failures, for Eventing Nation readers. Read more from EN’s 2019 Thoroughbred Makeover Bloggers: Lindsey BurnsHillary McMichaelClare MansmannJennifer Reisenbichler.

You might have guessed from my last post, I was having trouble getting excited about Here’s the Thing. She is sweet, she is beautiful, she is calm, she is not motivated. She will snuggle with you into eternity, she will walk on the buckle and never even offer one jigging step. She isn’t spooky, she’s an easy keeper, and she gets along with other horses.

That missing motivation though, it was like trying to put together a puzzle without the edge pieces, or driving a diesel with worn out glow plugs. These aren’t impossible challenges, but they also aren’t something that really get me excited. My first instinct is to blame myself for the frustration — I need to be more patient, more creative, have lower expectations, blah blah blah.

OK, so I enjoyed playing with her. Photo by Marcie Dales.

Thank goodness for a husband who points out the obvious. He says to me one day, “Do you really want to ride her until October?” Oh dear God, no I don’t. If I was an avid trail rider, then maybe. If I wasn’t riding her specifically to prepare her for a huge show in six months time, then maybe. I love kissing her squishy nose, I love riding her bareback, I don’t love worrying about what division we could possibly enter at the Makeover.

So I started to write her sales ad — she needs a home that is filled with kisses and trail rides and less pressure. I started to look around for a different horse to aim at the Makeover. Before the ad ever went live though, her race owner called and said he was looking to get a new horse to take on trails and give pony rides to his grandson. He’d been watching my pictures of his filly and realized he already owned the perfect horse. Talk about kismet. She is off to New Mexico to live her best life.

The best 3-year-old brain in all the land! Photo by Marcie Dales.

In the meantime, a horse that we had in our race stable back in 2016 came walking back into my life. Alpine Gathering is a chestnut gelding that I fell in love with during the few short months that we had him. When my husband bought him he had won two races, we worked to get him feeling his best and won another three. Then he was claimed and we had to say goodbye to the horse we called Albert.

January 2016: isn’t he a beast!? Photo by
Lindsey Burns.

He went on to win so many races that year that he was one of the winningest horses in 2016, as in, he was ranked 51st out of the over 53,000 horses that raced in 2016! I promised him that I would keep track of him and I did. He had several different trainers and varying amounts of success. Finally he ended up back at Turf Paradise with a friend of ours, and when she and the owners decided it was time for Albert to retire they contacted me.

He kinda loves the camera; I have approximately 1,000 photos of him like this while we were racing him. Photo by Lindsey Burns.

The moment my husband and I finished with our own barn chores we hoofed it over to the barn Albert was in to look him over. There are a lot of miles on those legs, but we decided there were a lot of miles left. When I walked up to his stall and hugged him he hugged me back pulling me into his chest with his head. The happiness leaked right out of my eyes and I whispered, “You’re coming home buddy.”

This is his face almost every time I try to capture a selfie. Photo by Lindsey Burns.

Maybe I should have warned y’all to grab a tissue.

Lindsey’s Road to the Makeover: Taking It Slow

For 673 accepted trainers, the journey to the Retired Racehorse Project‘s 2019 Thoroughbred Makeover has begun! Over the next nine months, four of those trainers will blog their journeys, including their triumphs and their heartbreaks, successes and failures, for Eventing Nation readers. Today, Lindsey Burns introduces us to Makeover prospect Here’s the Thing. Read Lindsey’s previous submissions here

Watching horses race is exciting. The thundering hooves, the cheering crowd, the beating hearts. It’s even more exciting when a horse from your own stable is running. You’ve spent months training them, grooming them, going over them with a fine tooth comb, finally you enter them in the race you hope fits them best.

Rainbows on the racetrack are also exciting. Photo by Lindsey Burns.

Here’s the Thing is a gorgeous bay filly that we bought at Santa Anita. She had run twice and shown much promise. When she arrived we were impressed with her calm brain in the barn and on the track. Our trusted gallop guy told us she seemed pretty uneducated on the track. He worked with her, getting her more comfortable near the inside rail, switching leads more consistently (this should happen four times with each lap around the track), and making sure she also stayed patient taking the time to stand her quietly before and after galloping, watching the other horses go by. She increased her muscle tone, finally leaning more into the bit wanting to go faster.

When it was time to “work” (a timed trip around the track of varying lengths getting up to racing speeds) she was unimpressive. She was always the slowest of the day. We checked her breathing by scoping her, we tried different riders, different tack. There was no change, she was always the slowest. Our vet could find nothing wrong with her and neither could my race trainer husband who can spot lameness sooner than anyone else I know. With nothing else to try we decided to try racing her — maybe she was just too calm in the morning. She had those two races on her record that seemed promising, maybe she only liked going fast with the roar of the crowd giving her wings.

Actually most of our racehorses would stand like this. Photo by Lindsey Burns.

Horse racing is not exciting when your horse trots over the finish line. My only thought was, ‘Wow, she looks like a fancy hunter prospect.’ I’m not kidding. Here’s the Thing was so uninterested in racing that she pulled herself up and trotted down the lane and across the finish line. I’ve never seen a more confused jockey, especially not one with over 4,000 wins under his belt. She was totally sound and just didn’t want to run. Even the track vet that watches the horses warm up for the race (scratching any that appear unsound) and come back after the race (putting any horse that looks unsound on the ‘vet’s list,’ that they have to earn the right to be removed from) was confused, he could see nothing wrong with her. We went back to the barn and had our vet go over her one more time. I’m not sure if ‘lazy’ can be a diagnosis, but that was hers.

Looking pretty fancy in western tack the day after her race. Photo courtesy of Lindsey Burns.

We decided that there was no reason to try again, so she came home to start getting retrained for a new career. I was blow away by how green she was. I’ve ridden a pile of horses straight off the track and generally you can walk, trot and even canter on the first ride — 20-meter circles don’t generally prove too difficult. She was the exception. We could pick up the trot on a straight line, as soon as I would try to turn she would break to the walk or even just stop. I’ll admit, at first I was extremely frustrated. I talked with our gallop rider, and he looked at me saying, “I told you she didn’t know anything!” Well, I didn’t think he’d been so serious, my bad. Hats off to him for making her look so easy, I honestly don’t know how he even got her to canter, let alone gallop.

I reset my expectations and we did work on the ground in the rope halter, I even rode her bareback with the halter. I treated her like she’d never been ridden and we relearned skills such as steering and moving off my leg.

We are still struggling to move forward and have connection to the bit at the same time, but patience is key. She has so much going for her: looks, calmness, good feet, soundness, and a cute face … now to just figure out what motivates her. She loves food, so I guess I can relate to her on that level. I’ve already taught some lessons on her and given pony rides with her, that is a total win for a baby ex-racehorse.

Riding the green horse struggle bus and still smiling, because we found a few canter strides! Photo by Marcie Dales.

She is bound to be amazing at something — it is my job to find out what. We will be going to her first show soon, I’ll be surprised if she gets excited. I always say that you should never stop learning and that you should put the horse first, well she is definitely going to help me reinforce both those things in myself. Training her will add more tools to my skill set and there is always room to add to the patience reserves. We’re making progress, one slow meandering walk step at a time.

‘Listen to Your Horse’: Meet 2019 Thoroughbred Makeover Trainer Lindsey Burns

For 673 accepted trainers, the journey to the Retired Racehorse Project‘s 2019 Thoroughbred Makeover has begun! Over the next nine months, four of those trainers will blog their journeys, including their triumphs and their heartbreaks, successes and failures, for Eventing Nation readers. Today, meet blogger Lindsey Burns. 

Here’s the Thing, my 2019 Makeover hopeful, and I posing in our first photo together at the track.

First I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Lindsey and I live in the never never land of horses. 

I’ve had the urge to ride since before I could walk, screaming when the cowboys, on the Texas panhandle ranch I was introduced to life at, would ride by without lifting me into the saddle. Fast forward 10 years and the model horses, horse books, horse pictures, and pretending my bicycle was a horse just weren’t cutting it.

Thankfully when I told my mom I wanted to learn to ride she had the foresight to make me clean paddocks first, saying if I couldn’t handle all aspects of life with horses I didn’t get to ride them. So I cleaned pens, treated wounds, fixed fence, cared for orphaned wildlife, and started riding endurance. About a year later we moved, I was given my first copy of a well-known equestrian magazine, and eventing entered my consciousness.

I started riding at the barn that would become my second family, started jumping and never looked back. I was there everyday, working to pay for lessons and my pony’s board. I rode every horse I could and eventually made a name for myself for getting on just about anything. I finished high school at 16 and soon headed east for a seven-month stint as a working student with prominent eventers.

Shortly after returning home to Idaho I made my first trip to the backside of a racetrack and purchased my first OTTB. He was totally nutty, but I knew I could aim him over literally anything and we would make it to the other side. He started what is now a 13-year love affair with Thoroughbreds. Soon I was working at the local tack and feed store and galloping at the track.

Getting race horses fit in early spring at Les Bois Park in Idaho.

I also thought I should get a college degree so that I could pay for horses, thinking medical school would be the best option. I did complete a Bachelor’s degree in Biology with a human emphasis, but it was never my passion. I finally gave in and committed to horses full-time. In between all those adventures I competed through Preliminary, married a racehorse trainer, coached Pony Club, and sat on the board for the Idaho Dressage and Eventing Association.

More recently I started spending my winters in Arizona and summers in Georgia. I’ve been expanding my OTTB sales business (Double Shot Horses) and this will be my third year competing at the RRP Thoroughbred Makeover. I first competed there in 2016 — I had planned on eventing, but in classic horse fashion my mount decided he was a bit immature for jumping. Instead, we competed in dressage and freestyle. 

My 2016 Makeover entry, Slide Away, getting love after our final salute in the dressage ring.

While nerves got the best of both of us at the actual Makeover, the journey to get there was such an opportunity for growth. I learned about the importance of being your horse’s voice and advocate even when when riding with a famous clinician. I learned to rope in my jump tack. I made new friends and I tackled cross continent travel with horses. That journey to the Makeover truly helped reignite my passion with horses and trying to understand them beyond just riding perfect 20-meter circles in the show ring.

In 2017 I didn’t compete at the Makeover, but I went to cheer on my friend who was riding one of my first official Double Shot sales horses. While sitting on the grass Saturday evening, eating our bbq dinner after the finale, we got to talking about bucket list items and what our ideal lives looked like. I could honestly answer that I was already living my ideal life. There is something about the Makeover journey that really gets you living in the here and now.

Then 2018 came. I was happy, but I was also thinking that eventing was a highlight of the past. A slew of questionable horses and several heartbreaks that horses seem to specialize in had pushed me to think that maybe dressage would be enough. That maybe I’d already felt my final exhilarating head rush that comes as you cross between those final red and white flags and I hadn’t even known.

Enter Shefightslikeagirl. The little 14.3-hand mare that brought me grinning from ear to ear back into the start box and through those finish flags. Suddenly I was dreaming of eventing again. She seemed to create her own fan club everywhere we went. Instead of embracing those “character building experiences” that we call less than stellar shows, I was instead able to set my sights on clear jump rounds and improved scores and even blue ribbons. What was supposed to be a sales horse has instead become a long term member of the family.

Shefightslikeagirl and I galloping across the Kentucky Horse Park like a dream come true.

Almost every photo of my trip to the 2018 Makeover is filled with a smile. Icing on the cake was seeing the smiling faces of riders on five different Double Shot sales horses.

Now we are in 2019 and I think I may be addicted to the growth and journey that happen with Makeover participation. I have a beautiful bay filly that was a resounding failure in our race barn, and she is already showing potential to be a resounding success in the show world. She’s pretty, combined with a great brain and a name that makes people laugh — seems like a winning combo to me. Here’s the Thing, barn name “Hope.” I’d love to event her, but we will see what she excels at as the year progresses. If there is anything this journey has taught me it’s to listen to your horse.

A face anyone could fall in love with.