for all the girls with the muckers, half chaps and gloves with a hole in a finger. for the girls who skip a party because they have to get up at 4:30am. this is for the girls who can drive a tractor before they can drive a car. this is for the girls who think bailing twine and duct tape are tools. for girls who spend more money having manes and tails braided than have their own hair done. this is for the girls who are excited opening a box with a leather halter in it. for the girls who filled a stocking for a horse. who wear a bracelet or a belt with their horses’s name on it, not a boy. for the girls who dreamed of a pony for christmas. this is for the dreams we hold and the memories we all share. its just a lifestyle.


You lift weights, I lift water buckets, 50 pound bags of feed, and hay bales. You run 1 mile, I ride 10. You dance in your Zumba class, I dance with an elegant equine partner. You work with a team, I work with a 1000+ pound animal that I have to communicate with, without words. Who’s the athlete now? ♥ Reblog this if you’re a proud equestrian