My own worst enemy


What a great post! The eternal search for perfection is tough because you are never good enough. Even if you are good enough that day, you start beating yourself up again the next day. We all need to laugh more. And have fun.

A Yankee in Paris

I can remember being 17 years old and sitting on my horse in the entrance to the arena in Harrisburg.  It was 10 o’clock at night, and I was getting ready to go into my Working Hunter class…and I was petrified.  I was staring off into the distance, as the course raced through my mind, and every worst case scenario played through my brain.

Laugh 2.jpg My petrified show face started young

Someone looked up at me and smiled, saying “Oh good.  Carleigh is focused.  We’re ready.”

But my best friend Amy took one look at me and panicked, knowing that if I wasn’t talking and laughing, if my face was frozen in what some may consider a look of determination, that in actuality, I was panicking.  She quickly grabbed my calf and pulled my attention to her, attempting to distract me from the course that lied ahead and focus on her. She…

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