There's no feeling like the one you get when you have struggled long and hard to regain something that was once lost.
As many of you may know, I was injured in August of 2011, when at the closing of our performance, Blizzard BUCKED.
I have spent nearly 2 years recovering, rehabilitating and RE-RIDING to get to that point where I could once again ride bareback with just my bull-rope. On July 21, 2013, I did just that.
Blizzard stood patient and completely motionless along side the panel fence as I figured out how to mount without falling on my face. It was a slow but steady progression to the point where I was able get my leg over and to balance my weight across his back, finally seating myself happily behind my bull-rope. Tears of joy and satisfaction fell like rain as Blizzard only then bent his head around to touch the toe of my boot with his nose. (His way of asking if I was ok).
When he felt I was safely balanced, we walked a few laps around the corral. All the riding with saddles I had done in these past 2 preparatory months didn't compare to these few moments of once again, balancing bareback.
I couldn't help but want to climb the pedestal. My crowning moment, the TELL ALL feat to truly know I had recovered. The first attempt, Blizzard stopped at the pedestal, sensing my apprehension as I feared once again falling.
We backed away and walked a circle while I talked to Blizzard about my sense of balance and how hard we had worked to reach this goal. On our second approach to the pedestal, I told him:
I leave it up to you, but, I believe we can do this,
take me up. ....And HE DID...... TWICE!!!!
as for me.......I Cried.
Always have faith in that which you desire to achieve, never take your eyes off the goal and you WILL succeed.
As many of you may know, I was injured in August of 2011, when at the closing of our performance, Blizzard BUCKED.
I have spent nearly 2 years recovering, rehabilitating and RE-RIDING to get to that point where I could once again ride bareback with just my bull-rope. On July 21, 2013, I did just that.
Blizzard stood patient and completely motionless along side the panel fence as I figured out how to mount without falling on my face. It was a slow but steady progression to the point where I was able get my leg over and to balance my weight across his back, finally seating myself happily behind my bull-rope. Tears of joy and satisfaction fell like rain as Blizzard only then bent his head around to touch the toe of my boot with his nose. (His way of asking if I was ok).
When he felt I was safely balanced, we walked a few laps around the corral. All the riding with saddles I had done in these past 2 preparatory months didn't compare to these few moments of once again, balancing bareback.
I couldn't help but want to climb the pedestal. My crowning moment, the TELL ALL feat to truly know I had recovered. The first attempt, Blizzard stopped at the pedestal, sensing my apprehension as I feared once again falling.
We backed away and walked a circle while I talked to Blizzard about my sense of balance and how hard we had worked to reach this goal. On our second approach to the pedestal, I told him:
I leave it up to you, but, I believe we can do this,
take me up. ....And HE DID...... TWICE!!!!
as for me.......I Cried.
Always have faith in that which you desire to achieve, never take your eyes off the goal and you WILL succeed.
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