Post by velocity on Sept 22, 2011 20:58:47 GMT -5
Charismatic Outlet (Char)
Kate Wagner had been rather tired that morning as she pulled into the stables. She yawned when she opened her door and slammed it close. Inside though her heart was beginning to pound. She had only ridden this colt a few times and he was turning into one of her most favorite equines in the stables. Locking her car, she jogged to the barn to get herself away. Seeing Char, she smiled. A beautiful chestnut red that was shinning in the morning sun that was peaking through the opened barn door. The rest of the horses seemed to be dozing, but Char knew it was his time to workout, to prove himself that he was a contender on the field and that he would work alone as well. Kate always tended to have a love for the underdog. Walking into the tack room, she quickly got his tack and then got him all ready and 'dressed.' " Ready boy?" She asked as Kate took the lead rope and began walking to the track, all the while speaking to the colt as if he too were a human and not an equine.
Once she was mounted up, she began a small workout that she used on almost every horse she rode. A few workers had come by to stand at the rail to see if the colt had gotten any better over the last few weeks. They all dearly loved Kate and they wanted this colt to be big. Bigger than himself and that seemed to be a distance dream for everyone. Finishing the warm up, Kate allowed him a slow canter into the small gate strung across the track though it didn't reach all the way across. She patted his neck and felt a cool sheen of sweat. A sign that he was nice and warmed up, ready for a workout. Kate loaded him into gate two and then readied herself. Giving the okay to the gate operator, the doors swung open and Char launched himself out. At first, he was slightly shaky but as they came around the first furlong he had settled onto into a nice, fast pace. Muscle worked gracefully underneath the chestnut Char and Kate knew he was a beauty. She carefully allowed him to add speed as they came to the fifth furlong and then as they began nearing the seventh, she began letting him work a little harder. The ninth furlong was in sight and she let the colt have his head. He thundered forward like someone had lit a fire underneath him. A smile formed on the young girls lips as they crossed the 'finish' line. The colt had gotten much faster since their last workout.
Kate Wagner had been rather tired that morning as she pulled into the stables. She yawned when she opened her door and slammed it close. Inside though her heart was beginning to pound. She had only ridden this colt a few times and he was turning into one of her most favorite equines in the stables. Locking her car, she jogged to the barn to get herself away. Seeing Char, she smiled. A beautiful chestnut red that was shinning in the morning sun that was peaking through the opened barn door. The rest of the horses seemed to be dozing, but Char knew it was his time to workout, to prove himself that he was a contender on the field and that he would work alone as well. Kate always tended to have a love for the underdog. Walking into the tack room, she quickly got his tack and then got him all ready and 'dressed.' " Ready boy?" She asked as Kate took the lead rope and began walking to the track, all the while speaking to the colt as if he too were a human and not an equine.
Once she was mounted up, she began a small workout that she used on almost every horse she rode. A few workers had come by to stand at the rail to see if the colt had gotten any better over the last few weeks. They all dearly loved Kate and they wanted this colt to be big. Bigger than himself and that seemed to be a distance dream for everyone. Finishing the warm up, Kate allowed him a slow canter into the small gate strung across the track though it didn't reach all the way across. She patted his neck and felt a cool sheen of sweat. A sign that he was nice and warmed up, ready for a workout. Kate loaded him into gate two and then readied herself. Giving the okay to the gate operator, the doors swung open and Char launched himself out. At first, he was slightly shaky but as they came around the first furlong he had settled onto into a nice, fast pace. Muscle worked gracefully underneath the chestnut Char and Kate knew he was a beauty. She carefully allowed him to add speed as they came to the fifth furlong and then as they began nearing the seventh, she began letting him work a little harder. The ninth furlong was in sight and she let the colt have his head. He thundered forward like someone had lit a fire underneath him. A smile formed on the young girls lips as they crossed the 'finish' line. The colt had gotten much faster since their last workout.