I'd been bugging my parents for years at that point to be able to take lessons, but I wanted to ride English, and I grew up in the Land of Western Riders. But in 1992, the local rec center partnered with a local English barn, and I got to take a whole four weeks of lessons.
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Horses. Duh. Pretty much horse crazy from the start.

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