Horseback Riding.

Its in my blood. The adrenaline rush you get from jumping a 3 foot 6 fence is indescribable. I've been riding for over 8 years now and it never gets old. From the moment i saw a horse i knew that's the sport i wanted to be in. I first started by visiting a farm with my Girl Scout troop to complete one of our badge requirements. I then migrated to taking lessons at a local barn called Fire Ant Farm (appropriately named). I was so excited all decked out in my riding outfit that consisted of tight pants called Jodhpurs, a t-shirt, boots, and a helmet. The horses name was Dillon, a huge white Thoroughbred. Boy was i nervous, but he took care of me as we walked and trotted around the ring. Gradually i got better and moved up to more advanced horses and advanced techniques (jumping).

After being there for about 5 years, it was time to move on. I gladly did so too because my trainer had stopped taking her bipolar meds and was saying and doing things that were uncalled for. So now i had to look for a new trainer and new barn. Its not as easy as it seems. Finding a trainer is like finding that perfect pair of shoes, they are hard to find but once you do, you cant let them go. Finally i found one who has been my hero for a little over 3 years now. I'm riding at a place called Rocking W Ranch with my trainer Karen Sykes. She had to teach me to ride all over again because i had been taught wrong by my other trainer. I love jumping high and getting that rush as you fly over a jump.

The best part is my trainer is going to be the head coach for the USF Equestrian Team so i wont need to find another trainer. :]]]]