Post by alexandria nicole di rossi on May 23, 2011 23:18:38 GMT -5
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[/justify][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]Alex had been extremely irritated that day. Taking the advanced classes had her stressed out with homework and such and she was rather testy all day. She'd almost gotten into a yelling match with her physics teacher when he'd questioned how she got one of her answers. Just because the ass couldn't figure out how she'd gotten it didn't mean she'd cheated. She'd gotten the right answer that should've been enough! Once she'd gotten back to the ranch she'd ignored everyone, gone straight to her room and changed.
She wasn't supposed to have lessons today but she needed to ride or else she was going to explode. She changed into a pair of Wranglers and a tank top, switching her sneakers for a pair of worn out brown boots. She pulled her hair up into a pony tail before finally heading out the door and out to the barn.As she stepped inside she paused and took a deep breath, breathing in the smell of horse and hay. Of course there were other, less pleasant, smells but those just came with the barn and didn't bother her. She found one of the instructors and asked them if Jazz was being used by anyone today. When they responded with a no she asked if she could ride her for a bit then. After getting conformation on that she headed down the aisle, pausing here and there to pat a horse or two.
Her anger was still there but pushed down a little, not wanting the horses to pick up on it. She paused by the tack room to grab a grooming bucket and a lead rope before heading to Jazzy's stall. "Hey girl, ready for a ride?" a genuine smile crossed her face as she stroked the mare's soft nose before clipping the leadrope to her halter and leading her out of her stall. She led her over to a set of cross-ties and clipped her in, setting to work on grooming her. It didn't take long before the mare's pale coat shone, her hooves had been cleaned out, and her mane and tail combed out. She was also nicely tacked up and now ready to be ridden.
Alex lead her out to the outdoor arena where some barrels were already set up. She mounted up and went to the imaginary starting line, staring at the barrels and gearing herself up. Her mind was flashing back to when there would've been tons of sounds going on around her. Other horses, steers and heifers, bulls, cowboys calling to each other, spectators cheering. She would block that all out and zero in on just her and her horse. She settled in the saddle, her mind completely trapped in when she used to compete. The bell sounded in her head that meant she should go. She clucked with her tongue and put her heels to Jazz's side, urging the mare forward. She went towards the first barrel, coaxing as much speed as possible from the mare. She flew around that one perfectly and headed for the second. On this one she cut it a little tight and bumped it, making it tip but not fall. Heading for the last one she urged Jazz a little more before swinging around it and spurring her on to full speed.
When she pulled to a stop her sides were heaving as were Jazz's but she felt a little better after that. She missed competing and the thrill it brought to her but most of all she missed how close it had made her and her dad. At the thought of her dad her anger came rushing back and she thought about turning Jazz around and having another run or just going for a trail ride.
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