Post by alicekcrose on Apr 22, 2012 10:11:17 GMT -5
The following day after his first workout, me and Danny were back on the turf, to do what we do best... kick some butt. Alice and I had decided that today, we were going to try half a mile at top speed. Yeah right. We could go a mile at top speed on the turf. I really don't know what Alice was thinking, but today was the day before the race, the day we were going to shine and stand out in our noticable workouts.
Danny pawed the floor of his stable impatiently. I watched as Alice groomed Isa. Alice... you're gonna have a challenger soon. Actually... I think we're going to do more turf races. I smiled cheekily. Yeah right. Isa's going to kick your butt. We're going to the Turn Up The Heat Stakes in August after his break. Good luck. She gave a smug smile.
Oh she gets me so wound up sometimes... even if I do start it. It's time to shine today. I'd just finished tacking Danny up when I lead him out. I hopped on very quickly and walked the colt to the track. He pricked his ears tall, like he did yesterday. I smiled as he began to trot on the spot. A pony horse came up beside us. The man on board looked at me and smiled. So what can I do for you today? He asked me.
I suddenly felt in a dream world. Four furlongs please. I said, trying to avoid eye contact. As the man took hold of the rein and broke into a trot. Instead of doing as he was supposed to, Danny broke in to a canter beside the horse. I sighed. He's only a baby, nothing we can do to be honest. When the pony horse broke into a canter, Danny pricked his ears again.
As we got to the five furlong pole, he let us go. We began to gather speed. I took hold of the mane and pulled myself up into the racing stance. The colt broke onto the outside leg first, and began to run. I gave him his mouth and he pounced along the turf. I smiled and let him go. He really began to run.
As we hit the turn, the colt changed his leads perfectly. I really let him go. He powered energetically along the turf, stretching his whole body out. I began to niggle him along, and we powered round the home turn and into the stretch. He ran as fast as he could, and trust me, it's fast. Very. This two year old was going to kick some butt.
Coming down the home stretch, I wanted him to excel. He ran on, and extended his stride as we flew across the line. I patted his still dry neck, and grinned. I was so happy. The colt had done very well, and the day before his maiden race, I knew we could kick some ultimate butt now. Good boy Danny... you're very special to us.