Like always there is some ups and some downs. Whoever created life must have been a big fan of rollercoasters, because it’s the only way to describe it with. Currently, Im on a flow. Almost. It’s surprisingly how people I thought where my friends leaves me when I starts to become happy. The happier I get, the further away they end up. Or is it me, not noticing creating the distance? I have had alot to think of lately – it’s not an excuse, just a statement.
After giving up on the english trainer and recovering from the disappointment, I found the will to keep working for finding my dreamjob and I put together a short but honest mail about myself and my knowledge and sent it to Svensk Galopp‘s inititative to get young people into the sport, called Ung Galopp. Two hours later I got the first phonecall, from a trainer who offered me to ride for him on mornings. Since I lived too far away and want full part, I said no. The day after I recieved another phonecall, from a trainer on Täby Galopp, and he wanted me to come up and test ride for him. I felt amazed, so huged to get a chance to ride for a trainer on Täby with so many good horses through the years, a trainer with so much experience. That he even considered me and wanted to give me this opportunity is a victory in itself and even if I dont get the job, Im still very proud of myself.
So.. After melting the news and trying to get back down on the earth, Im trying to sort the trip up to our capital city to ride on the amazing track of Täby. Do I need to mention how nervous I am? I seriously can’t focus on anything else atm, it still feels like a dream, I can barely believe it. It’s okey if people think Im silly and overthinking this but it is truly a dream come true. This is what I want, what I’ve been working for and what I’ll do in the future.
And Im very happy of the support I’ve got from my family and the few friends who bothers to stick around. It makes me proud to know that you guys believe in me and wants to help out so I can get this chance, even the job hopefully.
In a few days I might trade the dressage against racing
What scares me the most is.. that I havent been riding a racehorse for God knows how long. I’ve spent all afternoon practising, reading up and learning about the horses pedigrees, the trainers horses and their victories, what to do, how to do it, what to remember.. Im preparing as much as possible. If the riding goes meeh, I might impress him enough with my knowledge and he’ll give me a chance anyway. I hope so.. Fingers crossed!
A false friend is like a shadow:
In the sunshine, you can never get rid of him – in the rain, he vanish without a trace