Meg has made it safely back to England just in time for the big Olympic to-do at Barbury Castle, after a brief break home for her sister’s bachelorette party. We wish the best of luck to Meg, Sinead, Tate, and the whole crew this weekend. Thanks for writing, Meg, and thank you for reading.
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Meg's sister, the bride-to-be
From Meg:
Title to be said in your best “I am He who is I Am” voice :
“ON THE EVE OF BARBURY CASTLE”
I have made it back from my sister’s bachelorette party in one piece; that is after 5 plane rides, about 6 cumulative hours of sleep, and minus 3 months off my life. Real life is exhausting. I had a great time, but even after a solid two week training session hittin’ the clubs of Marlborough, I could barely hang with my sister’s brigade of 30-somethings as they painted the town red. I did, however, achieve my goal of ridding myself of my horrible sock/ankle brace tan, which, much to my dismay, will surely reappear by Sunday.
I landed back in the UK ready to face the upcoming week, only to be stricken with the Liver Rib Bahama Baby SARS attack (this is what Sinead and I call pretty much every ailment, and the list of adjectives continues to grow.) Although I am not a natural “napper”, (ask my mother) I have managed at least 5 hours of naps every day since I have been home. Its quite strange. So even though I should be sleeping, as it is 10 pm here in the UK, I lay wide awake because tomorrow we FINALLY get to go to a horse show.
Everyone is in town, even my DAD is coming. Baby Sarah is here, Sinead’s family, Marie my roommate is coming, it’s basically the biggest wave of support I have ever witnessed at a horse show. And on top of all this excitement, Tate travelled over to Barbury today for a Linda Zang lesson, and everyone was smiling – me, Sinead, Linda, CMP, Bernadette, and of course Tate. Linda giving Sinead an “A” on her homework (and Bernadette exclaiming she’s waited 30 years for someone to tell her that!). The vibe is already pretty electric over there – the immaculate scene is all abuzz, and tomorrow should prove a strong atmosphere. Thankfully the princess needs his fans to feel his prettiest, so I am excited.
Aside from my LRBBSARS Attack, I am elated. I am thankful to be a part of Tater’s entourage – and very proud of my horse and my rider. Tomorrow, as with all horse shows, anything can happen. But boy are we ready for them to happen. Tate enters the ring at 9:26 UK time, while most of you in the US will be snoozing away. Wish us luck – and let the games begin!
