Yesterday I loaded up the trailer and took Sonora (Streakin Iron) and my Gump to the Barrel Bash at Huron. This makes the third barrel bash I’ve been to this year and I really hope to get to go to one in Minnesota in October. I’m really liking the producer of these races.
Anyway, I didn’t win any money, but my horses did good. Like I’ve said before, Nora is a pokey gray mare, and she’s just not a sprinter. But I love to ride her and I don’t care if she doesn’t win any money- she’s gorgeous and she turns good for the most part. Here is video of her running:
Gump made a good run- we’re just still not running as hard as he is capable- I felt like he was really getting after it but the clock said otherwise. So we’ll just keep working on things. Here is his pretty run:
Then of course, in true Jenn fashion, I had a pity party on the drive home that snowballed into absolutely craziness. Sometimes, I believe it is a wonder that Zach still loves me. I had convinced myself by the time I got home that I am never getting better; considered quitting; that I’ve forgotten what it feels like to ride a smokin’ horse; and was wondering why anyone ever sent me a horse to train in the first place- because certainly I hold no credibility if I’m not out winning barrel races. Zach wants me to remember that I *get* to barrel race. That it should be fun. And that if I’m not happy when I don’t win a check, that I’m in the wrong business. That my horses are works in progress. It’s true- I just need to keep at it, remind myself that it took 2 years with my black horse before I ever won a check on him and that it took another year after that before he clocked a 1D time. I’ve only been on Gump for a year. So things really aren’t as bad as I tend to make them.
I just gotta keep on keepin’ on; not let what anyone else thinks or says get to me, and know that I have what it takes to make a super horse. I think I’ll go ride this afternoon, actually!