Join Date: Jul 2008
Location: between florida and maryland, usa.
I have never in my 15 years of riding taken more than a month off! And that was only due to a back injury. I was told I should consider flat work only... Wasn't happening. I miss it SO much. I still find myself getting all gitty when a Dover magazine comes in, I still have an entire tack room in my basement at home.
But thanks to my dad and his "You have to go to Flagler College in St. Augustine, Florida" ways, I had to give it all up. Around here there are no boarding barns for less than $400/mo (that's the average going rate for pasture board). Full board runs around $500-$700. And as a college student with a non supportive parent, it makes it really hard. He told me when I first came down here that I had to go a semester without a horse, but if my grades were good, I could pay to ship my own horse down here and pay for him myself... Which I decided against because I would be home for 3 months for summer and a month for Christmas and could not afford to ship my horse 12 hours 4 times a year.
My dad told me the day I bought my horse that it was stupid and a waste of money and that one day I wouldn't be able to afford him anymore... He told me not to ever come to him asking for money for an expensive vet bill or because I couldn't afford board that month. Well, I was out to prove to him that I could do it. And I was doing great up home in Maryland. Working two jobs, sometimes not making it out to the barn until 10pm. But it was totally worth it. Horses are my life. I planned to go to college in South Carolina and ride on the equestrian team and show. He, however, made sure that I wouldn't be able to make it work by telling me I could only go to Flagler, which I hadn't even originally applied to.
I cried so hard the day I had to make the decision to give him away. I decided no amount of money could ever replace the perfect home for that horse. So I spent my time instead of trying to get a price, trying to find a match. He now calls a 16 year old girl his best friend.
And now I'm just sitting on my butt (well, I did join a gym, but it's not the same!) looking at horse websites, classified ads, craigslist ads, and scrolling through various forums such as this, getting my horsey high from other people.