Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2013 6:12:56 GMT -5
It was finally time for what Jacey Leigh Lanning had awaited almost three years for. Her beautiful twin sibling to sprinting two year old sensation, Tears No More would finally be stepping back out onto the track to wow the crowds in what looked to be the final showdown of siblings. Jacey knew that as she was starting as a three year old, she wouldn’t make it further than allowance level in her first year but she was hoping with a few more years of racing under her belt she could finally make it. After her sesamoid injury during her training last year, the filly was out of work until July and finally began light training after then. She was back out on the gallops in October last year and it was almost certain she would start before new year – but when the Breeders Cup approached, Jacey decided it’d be better to hold her off until the new year, where she would be fresh and be physically and mentally mature to begin her racing.
Tara was becoming a beautiful filly. She was smaller than her brother, Trouble, but she was looking phenomenal. Her brother had just won his first race this season and now it would be her turn. The entrant she was up against was a two year old, and with the filly being a three year old, it looked almost certain that it would be a good dual, because there were only two entered in the race. Tara, unlike her twin brother Trouble, is a more laid back and relaxed filly. She listens to everything her jockey asks her to do, and uses her intelligence wisely on the track. If you’re looking for an easy to ride and handle filly, you’ve come to the right place. She isn’t stubborn or reluctant to do anything, instead she is willing to try something new every day. She is a real softie, and loves having fuss and cuddles with her jockey. Her temper is usually under control, but if something annoys her, her mood can change with the drop of a pin. She isn’t overly dominant like her brother, but likes to have some order round her stable.
Tara’s racing style is nothing like her fathers, infact, she inherited her mother’s running style. She will load without a problem, making it all look easy, but she starts slowly to get into her ideal position. She uses this to run the way she likes to run, not like her furious front running brother, Trouble. She likes to save ground and stick to the inside rail, preserving her speed at the back of the pack for the closing stages of the race. In the home stretch, she will move to the centre of the track, using her preserved energy to close in the middle of the track, hopefully coming home and scoring the win. The filly she was against was a two year old filly called Dark Maiden. The filly was a front runner and Tara herself was a closer. It seemed the race would be a good race over the dirt.
Jacey walked Tara out onto the track. She looked fantastic. She halted her and let her examine the sights and sounds of the new track. She walked him forward to the barrier separating both the dirt and turf track, and we switched onto the dirt. Jacey pushed her forward into an energetic trot and she responded instantly, perking her ears and snorting. She lifted her knees high, her light aluminium shoes rising and falling, hitting the dirt and not flicking it behind him, unlike the turf. Tara liked it. She continued to move swiftly over the surface at a trot, then she energetically broke into a canter, bobbing her head with each energetic stride.
Her collected stride was proceeded with a little snort. She tucked her head into her chest, and arched it beautifully. We approached the large starting gates and Jacey slowed her back down her paces. When they were in the gate, Tara shifted her weight. She looked ahead at the back stretch and Jacey pulled her goggles down over her eyes. She gave the starter the thumbs up, and they were ready to roll. Jacey snorted and pawed at the dirt. The bell rang and Jacey leapt out the gate in slow motion, as she always does. Jacey pulled herself up and relaxed, resting her hands near her withers. Jacey pushed her hands up Tara’s neck slightly and urged her forward to pick up the speed. She responded well and perked her ears, her muscular legs and body working together to power him along the dirt.
Jacey kept her at the quick pace along the dirt and she asked her to switch leads as they entered the turn. Tara nickered lightly and did just as she asked. She continued to niggle her forward slightly as they rounded the turn kept her into the rail so she wouldn’t drift out. She showed the filly the whip and began to drive her as we came to the top of the lane. The filly picked up speed considerably and changed her lead again, the lead she had used to gain momentum from the turn so she would have her final burst of speed. As they flew under the wire, Jacey released all the tension and felt a breath of release throughout my body. They were ready for this race. Tara collected her stride and came back down the paces, the warm air from their breaths mixed with the cool spring air to form a fine mist. Jacey patted her. Good girl Tara. She was definitely ready for this.
Tara was becoming a beautiful filly. She was smaller than her brother, Trouble, but she was looking phenomenal. Her brother had just won his first race this season and now it would be her turn. The entrant she was up against was a two year old, and with the filly being a three year old, it looked almost certain that it would be a good dual, because there were only two entered in the race. Tara, unlike her twin brother Trouble, is a more laid back and relaxed filly. She listens to everything her jockey asks her to do, and uses her intelligence wisely on the track. If you’re looking for an easy to ride and handle filly, you’ve come to the right place. She isn’t stubborn or reluctant to do anything, instead she is willing to try something new every day. She is a real softie, and loves having fuss and cuddles with her jockey. Her temper is usually under control, but if something annoys her, her mood can change with the drop of a pin. She isn’t overly dominant like her brother, but likes to have some order round her stable.
Tara’s racing style is nothing like her fathers, infact, she inherited her mother’s running style. She will load without a problem, making it all look easy, but she starts slowly to get into her ideal position. She uses this to run the way she likes to run, not like her furious front running brother, Trouble. She likes to save ground and stick to the inside rail, preserving her speed at the back of the pack for the closing stages of the race. In the home stretch, she will move to the centre of the track, using her preserved energy to close in the middle of the track, hopefully coming home and scoring the win. The filly she was against was a two year old filly called Dark Maiden. The filly was a front runner and Tara herself was a closer. It seemed the race would be a good race over the dirt.
Jacey walked Tara out onto the track. She looked fantastic. She halted her and let her examine the sights and sounds of the new track. She walked him forward to the barrier separating both the dirt and turf track, and we switched onto the dirt. Jacey pushed her forward into an energetic trot and she responded instantly, perking her ears and snorting. She lifted her knees high, her light aluminium shoes rising and falling, hitting the dirt and not flicking it behind him, unlike the turf. Tara liked it. She continued to move swiftly over the surface at a trot, then she energetically broke into a canter, bobbing her head with each energetic stride.
Her collected stride was proceeded with a little snort. She tucked her head into her chest, and arched it beautifully. We approached the large starting gates and Jacey slowed her back down her paces. When they were in the gate, Tara shifted her weight. She looked ahead at the back stretch and Jacey pulled her goggles down over her eyes. She gave the starter the thumbs up, and they were ready to roll. Jacey snorted and pawed at the dirt. The bell rang and Jacey leapt out the gate in slow motion, as she always does. Jacey pulled herself up and relaxed, resting her hands near her withers. Jacey pushed her hands up Tara’s neck slightly and urged her forward to pick up the speed. She responded well and perked her ears, her muscular legs and body working together to power him along the dirt.
Jacey kept her at the quick pace along the dirt and she asked her to switch leads as they entered the turn. Tara nickered lightly and did just as she asked. She continued to niggle her forward slightly as they rounded the turn kept her into the rail so she wouldn’t drift out. She showed the filly the whip and began to drive her as we came to the top of the lane. The filly picked up speed considerably and changed her lead again, the lead she had used to gain momentum from the turn so she would have her final burst of speed. As they flew under the wire, Jacey released all the tension and felt a breath of release throughout my body. They were ready for this race. Tara collected her stride and came back down the paces, the warm air from their breaths mixed with the cool spring air to form a fine mist. Jacey patted her. Good girl Tara. She was definitely ready for this.