thoughtful equestrian

The end of our Military Equestrian Certificate exam! This was the bit with drawn sabre and there are sabre executions at the end!

Waldi was extraordinary. He was excellent, tried so hard and wow. Everyone gave us a thumbs up and we were by far the best!

Sadly I can’t officially take the exam, but every soldier told me I would’ve passed with flying colours (though my sabre handling needs some work :”D)!!!

I’m beyond proud and so blessed that I could ride between all those fancy soldiers and stand my ground. Waldi couldn’t have been better.

I can appreciate any horse.

-the legs on a thoroughbred

-the beautiful head of an Arabian

-the feathers of a draft

-the colors of a pinto

-the booty of a quarter horse

-the neck of a hunter

-the cuteness of a pony

-many more.

Every horse is special and I don’t understand why some people cant see it. Just because you’ve never ridden/shown that breed of horse, doesn’t make them a lesser breed.

Do you ever notice how Working Equitation riders perform the most spectacular movements and it looks like they weren’t doing anything, and then a dressage rider comes along and can’t keep their leg still when trotting straight through the arena?

Because that’s fucking embarassing.

BTS Reaction to you being a top class equestrian-

(for anon)


Originally posted by you-made-me-again

Jin was always proud of how hard you worked to become top class. “Babe without me, you and your horse would not have made it this far. You’re welcome.”


Originally posted by jeonbase

He loved watching you win and succeed but did not like big animals. “I’m very proud of you. Please don’t ever ask me to get close to your horse though because no.”


Originally posted by sosbts

Hoseok’s favorite thing to do when he had down time was go watch your equestrian practices. “It’s a good thing I don’t know how to ride a horse. I’d be the best of the BEST.” He would tease.

Rap Mon-

Originally posted by ksjknj

Namjoon would show off every chance he had the fact that you were a top class equestrian. “You’re the queen of horse riding so i’m the king by default babe.”


Originally posted by jaayhope

With how busy jimin’s schedule is, he’s never actually been able to see you in action at the equestrian center. “Babe you’re supposed to wear cool hats like this, right?”


Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Taehyung loved that fact that you were a top class equestrian. He thought it was the coolest thing ever and wanted to learn himself. “Hey let’s go, you’re gonna teach me how to ride a horse.” 


Originally posted by jjks

Jungkook was so filled with pride about your success as an equestrian, he made so much effort to attend all of your competitions. But always seems to forget it’s outside in the hot sun. “Fuck it’s hot out here…” 


Our thighs could crush bones.
We have abs of stone
And calves of steel.
Our arms can lift 80 pound hay bales
And we could knock someone out with a kick.
We fall 7ft to the ground.
We jump towering objects
On animals that weigh 10x more than we do with minds of their own.
We slide, spin, pirouette, run, jump, and reach the sky from high above the ground.
We ride through storms with a smile on our face and rain in our boots.
Our ambition is fierce
Our competition is long
Our hearts belong to half ton beasts.
Our souls are tied to whinnies and hoofbeats on pavement.
Our shirts smell like horse sweat.
We’ve got hay in strange places
And dirt on our faces.
Our teammates can’t speak our language
So we know how to listen to words that can’t be spoken.
We get kicked and bitten.
We get thrown from the air.
We’ve flown and we’ve fallen
We’ve won and we’ve lost.
Our best teachers have hooves
And our classrooms have dust.
We risk our lives every day
When we sit atop the animals that are our best friends.
Our mentors.
Or co-workers
Our families.
Life is about horse hair on our clothes and peppermints in our pockets.
Failure comes daily
But we learn from it all.
Because we know we are equestrians
And we

So I’ve been practising for my eq test a little...

Yesterday, my trainer invited me to a spontaneous jumping lesson. On the speedy mare.
Mind the fact that I have jumped less than 10 fences and haven’t even had a jumping lesson more than twice. And one of these times, I fell off the speedy mare. Who - ironically - was to be my ride.

My trainer and I set up some jumps at the path right beside the motorway. And by “right beside”, I mean 15 meters from the street. She needed help because a smol horse bucked her off and her knee - which has been in need of a replacement for like 10 years - kinda popped out of its place, lel.

Then we rode there and I told my trainer that I was sorry that she would have to remember this beautiful day in May as the day I died and she actually got nervous and asked me if I didn’t want to wear a back protector, but of course my dumb ass declined, hahah.
I asked the other girl - who rode the moose, my former lease horse - if she wanted to go first. But she didn’t.

So I kinda reluctantly pushed the speedy mare forward, and she went into a nice, well-controlled trot. I was still sitting there like “fuck - fuck - fuck”, though. Got over the jump fine. She didn’t go too early or slow down or anything, we just hopped over it nicely. Although of course I was feeling terrible. The jumps were like 50cm, and she’s an ex jumper, so they were but a lame joke to her, lol.

Which meant she needed to spice things up a bit. Rode a turn, took the second jump - mare took off earlier than expected, I was left behind, then nearly landed on her neck, but kinda managed to stabilise and slow her down.
Halted, turned around, tried to ride the same combination again. Speedy mare went into a canter right after turning, took off approximately 5m before the small jump and landed 10m after it. Nearly lost a stirrup, but hung on. Second jump, same game. But I was prepared for an earlier-than-scheduled take-off and managed to somehow, kind of move with her, leaving me with a decent feeling.
She got fairly headstrong as we cantered away from the jumps, but I managed to talk and slow her into a trot and eventually halted her near the grass, where I let her graze. Only then did I notice that my heartrate was probably at an unhealthy level and I was breathing heavily. I just didn’t know what to expect from jumping, and - knowing the speedy mare - I was kind of afraid of not being able to stop her after the jumps; She has the tendency to gallop off with shitty riders like me, hahah.

Anyway, the other girl started driving the moose forward, but the big boy didn’t want to play. He stood there, reared, turned around, kicked out with one of his hindlegs; Seriously, he looked like one of those mechanical rodeo cows, just much more gangly and a little less abrupt.
So of course the girl became afraid, didn’t manage to make him go on, and my trainer let me do another round with the speedy mare. This time, we flew around the course, I barely managed to slow her down on the turn, and probably made the 50cm fences look like 1.5m water jumps. But I felt my position become a little bit more secure and managed to slow her down alright as we came back. I was so glad I survived.

Then we swapped mounts. The other girl - now on the speedy mare - didn’t even manage to pop the red monster over the rails, though. Eventually, my trainer chased them over one fence and they managed a full round.
The problem: She was unable to stop the horse as she came towards me from the last fence. My trainer yelled to me to block the path somehow, and I managed to urge the moose into her running way, so she slowed to a trot and wiggled around us and eventually went into a walk. Nothing happened, but the girl’s knees were weak and her hands shaking, either way.

So I got my turn on the moose. Sent him forward. He started his usual game that he had played with me when I was leasing him and he didn’t want to leave the property. Kicking, half-hearted rearing, canter pirouettes, head shaking, snorting, bouncing, the whole program. I kept waving the whip at his side and once accidentally scolded him “Attila!”, lol.
Then we finally managed to go for the first fence. We were supposed to take it in a trot, but he was cantering slowly and I thought: “Well, better to go over it in a canter than to hold him back now.” So I just went with what I got and he went over like a champ.
Had a hard time slowing him to a trot at the turn, then he caught the next fence in his eye and went boom. Long, flowing stride, ears forward, head down. I slipped the reins and leaned forward a bit, brushing the side of his neck, and right over we went.
Halted, turned around. Different horse, same problem: Hopped into a canter - although a less bouncy one - from a standstill, zoomed towards the obstacle. Didn’t go over it very well, but it was alright. Took the last one, slowed him down, let him graze.

Trainer told me to turn around and go for another run. This time the moose didn’t protest as much, we wiggled towards the jump at the trot, got over it fine, though. He didn’t let me slow him to a trot on the turn again, and there are some rocks on the inside of it, so we added an extra jump over those that made my trainer think we had fucked up completely, haha.
Anyway, the next jump went very well. I was actually able to sit down deep before the jump and moved my hands forward instead of just letting the reins slip and had a great feeling, basically. Like I was actually jumping instead of hanging on like an idiot.
Turned around, went over them again, had a decent feeling, although we went way too fast, lol.

I was dead after all that excitement and holding myself in position over these few jumps, but I’m glad I didn’t die and I’m starting to feel like jumping might be a fun thing to do after all.

I didn’t tell you about this before because I wanted to know how he feels first

Yesterday, when we were coming back from show Adam fell over in the trailer. He hit his hind leg. I checked him today but there are literally no signs of what happened (except from some scratches on his head). He is a litte bit stiff though. But that’s understandable considering how he fell.

The majority of our up-coming young riders think like children on fair ponies and not trainers on animals bred for performance. They should strive to better themselves and their horses, not solely the size of the jump they can manage.
Our grade school, and the majority of our teenage riders, focus on simple accomplishments, not the overall goal.

Riding is about how you ride in between the fences, what you do over the obstacle is of much less importance.

They need to know how their and their partner’s body works. The horse is a complicated, yet simple creature. Teach him how to use his body, how to stretch and be supple, not just ride in false roundness. Our uneducated young riders think dressage is having a horse’s head “on the vertical” when they don’t even know where or what the vertical is. (Let alone what poll flexion stems from)

Teach our naive generation, and the those after us, to train the horse, not just ride it.

—  mseventer
(Thoughts and conclusions from what I have seen)
Take Me To WEF (eq remix of Take Me To Church)

My pony’s got bad luck
She’s the bucker in short stirrup
I saw the glares of disapprovers
Should’ve switched my barn sooner
If the judges ever did speak
They’d suggest a harsher mouthpiece
Every show day’s getting more bleak
Disappointment each week
“We can’t do this,” You heard them say it.
My new coach is no pushover
She tells me, “You need a do over.”
The only riding that I should do
Puts my horse and me in tune
I can do this
Cause I love it
Teach me to do well.
Train. Train them. Train them. Train them.

Take me to WEF
I’ll worship like a dog at the size of that stride
I’ll tell you my faults and you can sharpen my eye
Offer me that groom position
Trainer let me give you my life


If I’m a jumper I’m the good kind
Steady leg into the two stride
Keep the timer on my side
Double clear with concealed pride
Back on at three
After the grand prix
Tricky rollbacks in the first course
That’s a fine looking eq horse
Who’s the head of your stable?
Heard he deals under the table
Soften my knee
Maintain the speed
Channel our flatwork

Take me to WEF
I’ll worship like a dog at the size of that stride
I’ll tell you my faults and you can sharpen my eye
Offer me that groom position
Trainer, let me give you my life


No martingales or sticks when the undersaddle begins
There is no better incident than a horse on the bit
In the madness of the warm-up, a sad, fad flooded scene
Overcome the indifference
Overcome the routine
Ooh, Oooh, train them, train them, train them

Take me to WEF
I’ll worship like a dog at the size of that stride
I’ll tell you my faults and you can sharpen my eye
Offer me that groom position
Trainer let me give you my life