After a year of racehorse training, my horse was ready to compete against the big boys on a professional level. I’ve raised that horse since it was just a tiny one, and it was grown up to be pretty strong. I’ve been with it through each jump and gallop, and to see it ready to race makes me feel like a proud father. The racing experience is one that I’ve been looking forward to for a long time, but it also makes me feel a little nervous, because we’re going to be competing against some pretty stiff competition. The other horses and jockeys aren’t going to take it easy on us.
I took an early interest in professional riding when my parents took me to see horse races when I was younger. I was impressed at the speed and power that the horses displayed as they ran around the track. I wanted to move that fast as well, but I knew I would never be able to run as fast as a horse on foot. I could, however, pair up with a horse and ride on it while it moves at that speed. In a way, the rider and horse have a symbiotic relationship.
When I’m on my horse, I feel like he and I have combined into one entity, riding out there as one super horse. The other trainers see their horses as the vehicle for their path to the finish line, but for us, it’s one horse on a race to be the best. Each time we race against a tougher opponent, I can feel us getting stronger. I know there is a possibility that I won’t win every race in the professional circuit, but I’m going to do my best to win, and I won’t give up until I get the highest rank.