The Anxious Amateur

Over, Under, or Through

  Bryan Nigro photoThe venerable George Morris has said it time and time again: there’s no option for a jump other than going over, under, or through. I have to agree with Sir George on this front (and oh so many others), not only on a riding level, but also a psychological one. I attended two horse shows this summer,…

Perseverance

My happiest days in Virginia were spent with horses. My anxious musings have shaped the person I’ve become in a bunch of ways (positive and non), but one of the biggest life-changers for me was my flop of a freshman year of college. I thought about those days earlier this week when my newsfeed was dominated by sad news from…

Ch-Ch-Changes

By Jane Carlton I dabbled with naming this post “Change Isn’t Scary,” but that would be a straight up lie. To me, change is terrifying. Whether it’s something as simple as buying a new helmet or as complicated as switching barns, change has always left me quaking. Take, for example, my recent search for new headgear. My tried-and-true-and-totally-safe helmet wasn’t…

The Anxious Amateur’s New Years Resolutions

As 2016 peeks its head around the corner, I, like the rest of the world, find myself reflecting on the past year. What went well? What needs to be worked on? I don’t know about my other anxious comrades, but making lists soothes my soul. So here’s what I aim to do in the New Year—in handy-dandy list-form. 1. Ride. More.There’s…

Benched

One perk of sitting out horse shows: meeting your friend’s gorgeous mare, Dutch. As the most anxious of amateurs know (and I know you’re all out there), sometimes sitting on the sidelines is better than hopping on at a show. Sure, my wallet doesn’t disagree to sit shows out, but it can be a tough situation to come to terms…

The Anxious Amateur’s Pre-Horse Show Checklist

I’ve been attending horse shows for more than half of my life, and yet I still shake like a leaf when it comes time to enter the ring. I’ve settled into a pretty decent pre-show routine, where I can get rid of my nerves enough to not completely collapse into a puddle of fear at the sight of a judge’s…

How Low Can You Go?

Jump height and I have never been best friends. When I was younger, I always looked longingly at those 3’6″ jumps, but my fear (and, let’s be real, my lack of skill) always held me back. There were a few summers I showed at three feet, a height that many people consider standard, but college and work brought that to…