#48 Trail Blaze'N

At the age of 35 I embarked on the best mid-life crisis ever. I got my first horse. His name is Blaze. He was a bit of a rescue pony. There person I got him from told me he was 5 years old, but my bestie promptly informed me he had milk teeth and his knees weren't closed so he was either an old yearling or a young 2yr old. She picked him out for me because the yearlings in the pasture were always picking on him and she felt I needed a low man on the totem pole gelding to start with. I wasn't of her boss. Not my personality. We've been together since 2006 and we love to hit the trails together. We make a good pair. It's the best form of therapy ever, just me, my pony and God's country. There's no better way to relax and re-center. We started training for endurance riding  and joined the distance derby in 2016. I am making riding a priority rather than an infrequent reward that I allow myself. So here's to another year of growing together.