Post by Deleted on May 27, 2012 5:28:56 GMT -5
Sonja just kept getting better and better. There was no denying the filly's raw power and talent, she had proved it time and time again by placing in the top three in some very tough fields. With four wins to her name, she had made it to grade four, and the future was looking bright. She was one of the top fillies on the track, she was in a tough rivalry with two other two year olds the same age as her, and she just seemed determined to perform well time and time again. Of course, what made her all the more exciting was that the team were still getting to know her. They were still learning her boundaries, and what she could achieve. Only last week they had made yet another discovery in regards to the filly, not only could she run at seven to ten furlongs, but she could even pull off eleven furlongs. It was another amazing find, and Tanya was more than a little excited because of it. Now, the filly could face her two rivals - both who ran at 9 to 12 furlongs - in even more races.
The next race for the pair was the Horse Shoe Futurity, a two-year old only race over nine furlongs on the dirt where she would face her two rivals, Instant Success and Eternal Phantom, as well as another colt - a grade five known as Canjun Moon. It was bound to be an exciting and competitive race - the perfect warm up for the Just A Trot Futurity which ran in two weeks time. Yes, Sonja would be well prepared for the first leg of the prestigious Youth Challenge, and the world had better watch out for her when she got started.
Tanya was determined to perform well in the Horse Shoe Futurity, and she was sure Sonja would be running at her best. Not only was she in great form, and very healthy, but she would be fuelled by the presence of her rivals and a desire to impress. With Tanya, who was becoming increasingly determined to be the best, riding her they would do well anyway. What was working in their favour was the fact that Instant Success had raced the previous week, and so would be less well rested, however Eternal Phantom and Canjun Moon were both rested, like she, and they would be no easy competition. Plus, even when raced regularly the ex-SSS colt Instant Success seemed to perform admirably.
The bay filly looked amazing in her racing gear, which had been cleaned that very morning by one of the handlers, and she seemed to be both alert and focussed. As she scratched her right flint against the concrete of the stable-yard Tanya moved over and signalled to the handlers to get the filly to the practice track. After all, she was sure the filly was feeling just as impatient as she was to get running. Then again, the filly did not know what lay in store for them that week. She had no idea that in several days she would once again be head on head with her rivals, fighting for dominance in a race which they could only just manage, distance-wise. A race which was comfortably in the middle of her own distance range.
As they walked down to the track the handsome trainer, Matthias, placed himself next to the jockey. "She's strong and confident. She can pull this off, just don't let her give in. Ok?" Tanya nodded, turning to grin at the trainer. "We can do it, Matt. Just leave this in my hands, ok?" she told him and he patted her on the shoulder. He had faith in the all-girls team. As Matthias walked into the stands, Tanya moved over to the filly and allowed one of the handlers to boost her onto the thoroughbred.
As they moved toward the gate, Sonja appeared to be a little frustrated. Her head was held high, her auds half-slicked across her skull. But when it actually came to gating she behaved, walked calmly into the stall and didn't react as the shutters closed behind her. Tanya ran a hand across the bay filly's shoulder, then prepared for the workout to start. It was only a short one today, three furlongs to loosen her up ready for the race. It wouldn't tire her out, but it would make sure she was ready to win come race day. Or at least give it a damn good try.
The gates opened and they were out. The filly's frustration released itself as speed. Instead of her usual preceder style, this was clearly that of a front runner. Pure speed and power, she was tearing up the dirt without a care in the world. Stride after stride, she was quick-moving and determined. This was a filly who was not to be messed with today, her muscles working hard to keep her powerful limbs moving. Tanya smiled. The pace was insane, and the dirt just seemed to slip away beneath them. Tanya started to drive, encouraging the filly to maintain her high pace, and as they fought it was clear that they were going to set a personal record. They crossed the post having had a good run, and there was no doubt that the pair were ready for a good race.
The next race for the pair was the Horse Shoe Futurity, a two-year old only race over nine furlongs on the dirt where she would face her two rivals, Instant Success and Eternal Phantom, as well as another colt - a grade five known as Canjun Moon. It was bound to be an exciting and competitive race - the perfect warm up for the Just A Trot Futurity which ran in two weeks time. Yes, Sonja would be well prepared for the first leg of the prestigious Youth Challenge, and the world had better watch out for her when she got started.
Tanya was determined to perform well in the Horse Shoe Futurity, and she was sure Sonja would be running at her best. Not only was she in great form, and very healthy, but she would be fuelled by the presence of her rivals and a desire to impress. With Tanya, who was becoming increasingly determined to be the best, riding her they would do well anyway. What was working in their favour was the fact that Instant Success had raced the previous week, and so would be less well rested, however Eternal Phantom and Canjun Moon were both rested, like she, and they would be no easy competition. Plus, even when raced regularly the ex-SSS colt Instant Success seemed to perform admirably.
The bay filly looked amazing in her racing gear, which had been cleaned that very morning by one of the handlers, and she seemed to be both alert and focussed. As she scratched her right flint against the concrete of the stable-yard Tanya moved over and signalled to the handlers to get the filly to the practice track. After all, she was sure the filly was feeling just as impatient as she was to get running. Then again, the filly did not know what lay in store for them that week. She had no idea that in several days she would once again be head on head with her rivals, fighting for dominance in a race which they could only just manage, distance-wise. A race which was comfortably in the middle of her own distance range.
As they walked down to the track the handsome trainer, Matthias, placed himself next to the jockey. "She's strong and confident. She can pull this off, just don't let her give in. Ok?" Tanya nodded, turning to grin at the trainer. "We can do it, Matt. Just leave this in my hands, ok?" she told him and he patted her on the shoulder. He had faith in the all-girls team. As Matthias walked into the stands, Tanya moved over to the filly and allowed one of the handlers to boost her onto the thoroughbred.
As they moved toward the gate, Sonja appeared to be a little frustrated. Her head was held high, her auds half-slicked across her skull. But when it actually came to gating she behaved, walked calmly into the stall and didn't react as the shutters closed behind her. Tanya ran a hand across the bay filly's shoulder, then prepared for the workout to start. It was only a short one today, three furlongs to loosen her up ready for the race. It wouldn't tire her out, but it would make sure she was ready to win come race day. Or at least give it a damn good try.
The gates opened and they were out. The filly's frustration released itself as speed. Instead of her usual preceder style, this was clearly that of a front runner. Pure speed and power, she was tearing up the dirt without a care in the world. Stride after stride, she was quick-moving and determined. This was a filly who was not to be messed with today, her muscles working hard to keep her powerful limbs moving. Tanya smiled. The pace was insane, and the dirt just seemed to slip away beneath them. Tanya started to drive, encouraging the filly to maintain her high pace, and as they fought it was clear that they were going to set a personal record. They crossed the post having had a good run, and there was no doubt that the pair were ready for a good race.