If I Could Could Ride a Horse Like I Drive a Car…

Confession: If I rode a horse like a drove a car I’d be an eventer.   I’ve been referred to as an aggressive yet defensive driver. What does that mean? Well, it means I can drive in New York City like a taxi, and expect others to cut me off at any minute. So why am I comfortable there but on the back of a horse I question my every decision.   Are my shoulders too far forward? Am I properly balanced in my seat? Are people watching me, judging me? Am I good enough?   Notice, I never question my...