On Doing Things for Yourself
I was watching this show about beauty pageant girls the other night. It gave a sort of update on two girls that won an insane amount of money for being pretty when they were 5. At the time of this show, they were both 17. One was in fancy private school, having quit pageants at the age of 7. The other was still doing them at 17. There was something almost tragic about the way she eagerly anticipated the results of the current one, telling the camera she really had a shot at winning this one and the $10,000, only to..well, to not win.
Anyway, it made me think about why I appreciate horse shows so much. If I’d been doing them when I was 7, I think I would hate them. But since it’s something I started after I moved out, mostly paid for myself, and never had any kind of expectations of being the best, I really enjoy it. It’s okay to suck as long as you like what you’re doing. And if you’re not the prettiest girl in the room (which I never am unless it is a room full of dudes), who the hell cares?
Now I’m away from the horses for a couple of months and it really sucks. I miss everything about the barn. Well, almost everything. I should mention that if I have to be stuck in Maryland for a season, I’m kind of glad it’s for winter. But that’s another thing I’m going to do for myself – I am going to get the hell back out of here and move out for real. And then I’m going to buy a pony. Haha!
