Whose stupid idea was it to enter myself in the annual Prelim Dressage competition at the local riding school on Equestrianism's very own answer to Michael Schumacher? Come on, own up.
Oh yeah, it my idea. Damn, can't blame anyone but myself. I think I'm going to cry now.
Almost every year without fail I put myself through this ritual humiliation, also known as a dressage test. I am sure thay only let me enter for the entertainment value. I have yet to disappoint. My best finish in this competition has been 7th, with only one person behind me. You may think that's not too bad, but the person who finished behind me had to withdraw with an injury. That was with a lovely TB mare, who decided to add her own improvisation to the test. Never, ever ride a horse that's smarter than you when it comes to dressage. Bad idea. The following year I was working, the year after it was cancelled due to lack of entries. Then a couple of years ago, I rode Gypsy in the test. Yes, that Gypsy. The one who thinks he's Michael Schumacher and that dressage tests are to be done ultra, ultra fast. Last year I rode a horse who just couldn't be bothered with the whole idea of dressage. I lost marks for using my voice. So this year I am returning to Gypsy. I now have some semblance of control over him, and our rehersal went alright yesterday (if you disount the fact that I got a couple of the movements mixed up, and that Gypsy was possibly half asleep). So I am expected to finish in the top 2 tomorrow.
Is there anyway I can get out of this?