Day 13 – a song that reminds you of a former friend.
I’ve written about Robin, aka The Little Cowgirl, previously and went in search of a song that reminds me of her. Here’s a free tip: don’t go searching “cowgirl” on YouTube unless you want tips to enhance your sex life. Don’t bother with “rodeo girl,” either, because evidently those two terms no longer mean what I thought they meant. Wow. Just, wow.
Anyway, after a long search this song presented itself and it fits perfectly with who Robin was –
She loved country music, especially the classics, and she was always up for going out and ogling young men. She could be raunchy, but she would never step out on her man.
While searching, I also stumbled upon something called Cowboy Dressage:
Which reminds me of the time I was in a tack shop picking up something or other and the latest Dressage championship was playing and all eyes were riveted to the screen. It looked something like this:
When the test was over and everyone was breathing again I asked, “do all the riders move so much?” referring to the wobbly legs, flapping elbows, bobbing heads and hips we had all just seen. The horses were magnificent, but I couldn’t help but feel like I could have done just as well and I hadn’t had years of training or spent thousands on lessons.
My question was met with open mouths and expressions of disbelief.
“Well, the horses are large with lots of impulsion so it can’t be helped,” was the reply.
Huh. All I could think was that it was supremely ugly to see those riders all loose-limbed and sloppy in the saddle – my trainer would never have allowed it! Dressage is supposed to be about horse and rider moving in perfect harmony, like a dance, and that was simply not it.
Anyway, back to the cowboy above. That right there is a beautiful thing – horse and rider in harmony with the addition of a long wood pole! I’d like to see a dressage rider do that!
Robin did some barrel racing in her youth and went to the rodeo whenever she could. She never lost her love of speed on the back of a horse and you can bet she never had flapping elbows or sloppy feet.