I can’t remember the last nice thing I did for myself that didn’t somehow relate back to my horse. I bought a new show shirt the other week, but that’s because I forgot to back enough shirts for competing 2 horses in such humid weather that I might have felt drier in a pool. My horse receives has had acupuncture, massage, chiropractic, and veterinarian work performed on a regular basis. I’m sure he would say his life is terribly difficult, but he wants for nothing. Supplements, injections, a consistent work-out schedule, the occasional horse psychic appointment, I pull out all the stops so he can stay comfortable. After cross country he is iced two to three times and gets to enjoy his Back On Track Quick Wraps until it’s time for normal wraps to be put on in the evening.
My horse wants for nothing.
I, however, still can’t remember the last time I did something for myself that didn’t relate back to horses. Every morning I wake up with back pain, yet god forbid I spend the money on getting myself worked on. My Pinterest “Awesome Styles” board rapidly grows every night I cannot sleep, usually to that darn back pain, but I can’t remember the last time I bought something that I couldn’t ride my horse in. I would love to take a trip to Ireland, but the thought of leaving my horse for a week AND spending that much money on something else is absolutely terrifying.
In order to provide the best care for my horse, I commute an hour each way to the barn. In a truck. Let’s not even get started on the tears that want to be shed every couple days I have to fill my gas tank.
It is safe to say that I have sacrificed my comfort, and some may say my sanity, for my horse.
I spoil myself by spoiling my horse. It’s a good thing I don’t have children, as I can imagine how spoiled rotten they would be! I live frugally so that I can put all my time, effort, and money into pursuing my passions as an equestrian and to continue my competition career as an eventer.
I don’t care that my back aches, because the smile that’s on my face as I ride cross country on a comfortable and powerful horse is worth it. I don’t care that my personal fashion style is non-existent, because you should see how stylish we look in the show ring. I don’t care that my knees ache, because my horse has everything he needs to stay sound, comfortable, and happy, even during the off-season.
I have traded many of my personal comforts so that I can enjoy the happiness that comes from having a spoiled, sound, and happy horse. Guess what? I wouldn’t have it any other way.