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So I'm a little tired right now because I was just at...a horse show! Wow, I know, right? Do you want to know how I did? I know you do. The first thing I showed in was showmanship. Unfortunately I was the only person in that particular class so I got first. My second class was English riding, and again I was the only person in that so I got another trophy. GOL. (If you're wondering what GOL stands for, it means 'guffaw out loud,' because I don't laugh, I guffaw.) But in my third class I was competing with 4 other people and I got second place. =D Yay.
Horse shows are not as glamorous as you might think. First, you have to get up at 6:00 in the morning and get to the fairgrounds. If you own the horse you're showing you have to oil his face, whiten his socks and tail, clip his whiskers and ear hair, and do many other things I won't put you through. And, if you are the lucky owner of a stallion, you get to clean his sheath. Yummy.
After you have your horse looking gorgeous, you must load him on to the trailer. This is not always a fun experience and you may end up with severe injuries, or at the least, very tired and frustrated.
When you get to the fairgrounds, you unload your horse and marvel at how dirty he has gotten during one short trip. Then you must unload him, a task almost as drudgeful as loading the horse.
After feeding your horse, registering, and a crapload of other stuff, you get to change into your show clothes. For English riding this includes tight breeches, an undershirt, tailcoat, knee-high boots, collar, stock pin, helmet, helmet cover, hair net, belt, and gloves. Then you put your hair in the hairnet and spray copious amounts of hairspray on it that makes your hair crunchy. X(
On top of all this it was raining, I was PMSing, and someone stole the showmanship patterns.
Great first show.
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