Why I’m not a jockey
Today I was taken to a farm in the oasis to try a new horse I might ride and race. The test ride turned out to be multiple laps in canter around a field while the horse’s owner and two employees were standing in the middle watching, occasionally shouting at the horse to move faster, or even advancing with a whip in hand. Very fun. The horse, a chestnut stallion, was nice enough. He seemed kind and bold, not at all spooky, and solid. Good enough for me! Now we’ll see whether I’ll ride in the race this weekend or wait and train for the next one. Will at any rate have to go shopping for a helmet and some breeches one of these days.
