I remember a time when my life was just riding and sleeping between horse shows. My summers were spent in anticipation, waiting for the next time I got to tie on my number and take that final deep breath before…

Well, here we are, back again at the barn with a nervous knot in my stomach. If this seems familiar, it may be that you’re remembering the last time we hung out on ‘Vet Check Day’. (If you weren’t with…

Today’s the day. It’s been six months of stall rest due to a tendon injury and today is judgement day after endless hours of hand-walking, icing, and wrapping. You’re nervous, you’re sweating, you’re looking at your breakfast like it’s something…

Let me start off by saying my family is the best. I’m so fortunate to have had two parents that have always emotionally supported my riding and love of horses. However, that being said, neither of them are horse people…

I totally understand you. Most days it feels like the few hours spent at the barn (okay, maybe it’s many hours or maybe you ran away from adulting for a day to hang out with your horse, I’m not here…