I'm not posting the video because the boyfriend and others are sitting around bad mouthing said barn owner who kicked me out who owed me $125.....and it was F****** horrid. Like, worst test ever. We got a 47 in USDF dressage with about as many 3's as fingers I have on my hands.
I wasn't even going to ride since Yanks got eaten alive over the past couple days and has massive bug bites and sores on his back and I didn't even want to try, but I did anyways...prolly shouldn't have and I feel bad now.
Anyways, it was 77 degrees as I headed out to the show at 11am ( I ended up not going with Ayla, and slept in after working 13 hours :)) and felt glorious! The boy was with me and I couldn't be happier!
Then it started raining...Yankee was kicking the trailer to death (which he never does), I couldn't find a reader (since I didn't memorize my tests because of so much working and schoolwork-my bad) and I was soaked to the core.
Our warm-up went reallllly well, considering all things. I was trying to avoid she who must not be named and the group, but it was difficult in the warm-up, ha. He was only a tiny stiff feeling and tense, but I went into the test anyways.
The instant we walked out in to the rain, he tensed way up and started doing this weird rear/prancy thing. And basically didnt stop throughout the whole test. He was sucked under the bit, so I had nothing in my hands and no amount of push would make him come forward into my hands, he squealed and bucked about every 5 strides, and was blowing through my leg aids liek crazy. We were a hot mess and I'm sure the judge felt a little unsafe, like the crazier TB in him would explode out and attempt to take us all down with his mighty galloping. It was bad.
I figured it was all too much for him and along with the bugbites, I decided to not do my second test. As I was on my way to find my team and tell them, I heard people yelling, "LOOSE HORSE!!"....then...I heard people yelling MY name....awesome.
My horse galloped about for the good part of ten minutes, elusively dodging his captors. Jerkface!
Yes. I was THAT person at a show.
That was my final final decision not to finish showing. The team ended up with a bronze medal, but I definetly did not help that at all.
It was not an awesome day.