As usual with horses, nothing goes quite as planned.

It was the day of the Prix St. Georges, and, for some lucky few, a chance for a team medal.

You could cut the tension with a knife as we piled into a cab to head to the show grounds. Today was the day we’d been training for during the past year. We’d envisioned this moment, obsessed about 8-meter circles, stressed angles in the shoulder-ins…

This was the biggest and the final CDI of the year. The moment was what we made it.

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