Sunday, February 6, 2011

Rodeo.

I went to the Dodge Toughest Cowboy rodeo today, and I sincerely miss rodeo. While I love eventing, Rodeo is great too. My only problem is the barrel girls. They have NO f***ing idea what they're doing. I believe this about many western game riders. Western pleasure isn't as bad, but then again, most western pleasure riders suck AND are stuck up. All they care about are their belt buckles to show off. Well guess what, as an eventer, we get broken bones, bruises, scars, muscles, ribbons, trophies and money for our awards. Not some big flashy buckle. I'm perfectly happy knowing inside that I'm a truely good rider in all aspects. Including sportsmanship. I've been at horse shows in which western riders won't hesitate to plow you down with their horse because either A; they can't control it, or B; they simply don't care. BUT. I respect western riders attempts to be good equestrian. But there's nothing in this world that's stronger than an eventer. When I have more time on my hands, I'm going to put on my jods and show shirt, zip on my leather half chaps and clean up my jumping saddle. Because bitches, I'm barrel racing in an english saddle. It's lighter and I can outrace you any day of the week. I've done it multiple times and I'll do it again.

This is why I ride. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbIVLe41Sq8

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