I’ve been thrown off a Retired Race Horse, so I am very, very glad, that I am not paralyzed, nor dead.
She took off, when I didn’t have a hold of the reins or horn on the saddle.
My husband told me, “Don’t turn her towards the barn.”
And, I guess the horse heard him. We had been riding for three hours, and she was normal until he mentioned the “barn.”
[In retrospect, with tongue in cheek, I should of said, "Don't listen to a word he says, Horsey!"]
But, I digress.
The horse bolted across several fields, and I managed to stay on this retired race horse, hugging her body, with my legs and sheer will.
I don’t know why she was retired…..she sure still had a lot of energy.
When she got to a dry ravine, she abruptly parked her legs, and I sailed over her head, onto my back.
My husband rode up beside me, and told me, “Get back on.”
I yelled at him the only time in my marriage, “No! Give me your horse, I’m not getting back on her.”
So we traded horses. I had just given birth 3 weeks before.
With a black and blue hip, and again no doctor visits, my dear husband did not get rewarded.
After watching The Video in the Link Above My Story, I am very thankful,
that I have never had, to face what these Jockey’s have had to face, in Racing Horses.
Let’s Pray for Them, and Their Families.