For as long as I can remember I have loved horses. They are in my blood courtesy of my maternal family, so it isn’t a surprise that after my first lesson at age 4, I would do anything to ride. Unfortunately, we lived on a boat. My parents were avid sailors and built a 45′ sailboat to circumnavigate the world. My first pony, “Finally”, was a $60/month lease. . . IF I could catch him. At 4 I had to learn to think like a Pony. Finally had an affinity to grass and dumped me on a regular basis. I competed him in gymkana, trail, English, western. . . If it was open to a child and half wild pony, I was in it! By age 6 I was racing him bareback at the fairgrounds track when no one was watching. My favorite book was “The Girl Who Loved wild Horses”, by Tom Goble. I dreamt that if I spent enough time with the horses, I could become one.

Eventually I outgrew Finally and my parents bought me a 5 year old Arabian mare named Miya. I was 7. It was a terrible idea, but we didn’t have a lot of money and it seemed logical to have me paired with something that I could “grow up” with. [Insert “don’t try this at home message here.] Miya taught me a lot and looking back, I wish I had the knowledge now that I lacked then. We joined 4-H and did literally ALL the things. I built my own jumps, rode everywhere in a halter and lead, tried my hand at teaching her to go bridleless. . . I went from being afraid of the semi-feral broodmare to winning everything. Our partnership lasted for 4 years before my father bought me my first Thoroughbred by Bold Ruler. This was a turning point in my life.

For my 11th birthday my Dad, Steve, bought me a book by Hillary Clayton on conditioning the event horse, a stud kit, over girth, and heart rate monitor (before they were cool). It was 1992 and I had dreams of being a Grand Prix show jumper and representing the US in the Olympics. My aunt took me to Gladstone to watch the Olympic trials. Norman Dello Joio and Irish were my favorite. I didn’t want to event,  but Dad had other plans. It was later that year I competed in my first horse trial. No, things didn’t go well, but I was hooked.

What followed was a series of throw away horses that either threw people, ran away, or were deemed “useless” for one reason or another. These horses occurred at the same time I discovered Pony Club, which may have saved my life AND set me on the path I’m on today as an advocate not just for me, but for my horses. My father took over as course designer and builder of our Pony Club Horse Trials that ran recognized through training. It was those hot summer days that I was introduced to how important officials are to our sport and lit a fire that one day, I would join them in keeping a safe and level playing field for our sport.

Fast forward 10 years. I graduated from Western Washington University with a Bachelor’s in Political Science and minor in Psychology. I met my [now] husband and he offered me a wedding ring or second horse. I wound up with a Storm Cat grandson who changed my life. “Cantilator” was feral and wild- even after racing for 2 years. He forced me to expand my comfort zone of education and think outside the box, because he was determined to LIVE outside the box. From Washington state to California, and eventually Aiken, SC, Tilly became a successful Intermediate horse, opening the door for his full sibling to join us and unbeknownst to me at the time, making my dream of becoming a licensed official a reality.

In 2013, I acquired my ‘r’ Technical Delegate license through USEF. Unfortunately neither Tilly nor my father were alive to see the culmination of years of work. My father had passed in 2011 and Tilly joined him just 9 months later at the age of 9. I continued to ride difficult horses. Some I bought from sketchy auctions or feedlots, while others were once again deemed “useless”. Every single horse found a purpose. . . And most became successful event horses.

Throughout my life I have run. I was the “fat kid” and to this day relate to a story about a child who ran away from “Plumpkin”, their childhood nickname. They became a Boston Qualifying marathoner and semi-elite athlete, but always ran from Plumpkin. While I ran, I also love food. At 19 I ran my first marathon. Similar to my first horse trials, it was an epic disaster, but misery loves company and I was HOOKED! I raced in triathlons through 70.3/ half Ironman distance, Ultra marathons of 50k-100k, and found my place pacing people to their first finishes in marathons.

July 14, 2019 life changed forever. While visiting my husband deployed to Germany, we took a family trip to Berlin. We rode bikes to see the Wall and were headed back for lunch at Marine Platz. There were trolley tracks and I knew I needed to stop before negotiating them. My timing was off by a second and before I could do anything, I was flying through the air to the middle of the street. Two women jumped up from a table at a Cafe across the street and ran to help me. As they pulled me to my feet, I placed my left foot on the ground and my foot detached from my body. A closed, committed, displaced fracture. I learned later this is the worst type of fracture. 2 weeks and 2 surgeries in Charíte hospital and I was pieced back together with hope of a full recovery.

While walking cross country at the Virginia Horse Trials CCI at the end of October, I was stuck in a lightning storm. I couldn’t run from pain in my ankle. I couldn’t get to safety. Something was very wrong. So began the next 18 months of seeing the best specialists in the US, including psychiatrists, in a hope for answers and eventually to have my leg amputated. It also started my quest to return to school for a Masters in Orthotics and Prosthetics.

As COVID shut the world down, I returned to school- at age 39- to begin prerequisites. Classes included statistics, chemistry, geometry, algebra, physics, more psychology, and all the anatomy and physiology one can stomach. (Pun intended) I managed to keep straight A’s, even through surgery to amputate my left leg below the knee in February 2021. I only missed one day of class- the day after surgery.

With COVID in full swing, finding any practitioners to shadow and intern was next to impossible. One day I heard a podcast with Josh Southard, Director of Amputee Blade Runners (ABR). It was September 2020 and I was desperately trying to find people who had made the choice to amputate due to trauma as well as talk to people who rode and ran after losing their leg. ABR was founded in Nashville, TN by two proathetists- one who is an amputee, paralympic gold medalist and WR holder in track events. He attributes his life and opportunities to the blade he was given, so the organization was born to give the gift of running to others. I emailed ABR on a whim and received a phone call from Josh two days later, asking how close I was to Savannah, GA and would I drive down to meet with the paralympic medalist and co-founder. I spent the next few weeks full of more hope than I had in over a year!

Ryan Fann walked into the room with a warm smile and the presence of an Olympian. We chatted for a while, went to lunch, then I asked if I could stay and shadow him. He kindly allowed me to, so at the end of the day, I asked if I could come back and again he said yes. Every day for the next months and now almost 2 years, I have kept going back. The 2.5 hour drive each way is worth it for the patients I meet, the skills I have learned, and the family I have gained through Ryan. I have completed all the tasks needed to apply for a blade from Amputee Blade Runners,  but my biological leg has taken a beating from overuse. I was told it was the worst ankle arthritis the orthopedist has ever seen. I may not be able to join the ABR family as an athlete, but they have given me my life back and I’m proud to represent the little known/unknown work they do with riders through their co-founder, Ryan Fann, at Reform Prosthetics in Savannah, GA.

So where is life now? Having completed all prerequisites in May 2021, I took the GRE in October, applied to Masters programs, and even had a CHOICE of which program I wanted to attend! The standout was California State University in Dominguez Hills- between Long Beach and LA. Classes have already begun and I will leave my family in Aiken, SC, my precious horse, Lucy, with Jessica Schultz at Fairplay Farm to continue her education, and I’m headed West to make the world a better place. Lucy is my only going horse right now, having just finished our first training level horse trial [back] and 2nd level dressage with qualifying scores for Regionals AND my Bronze medal. I still officiate, but am taking a break while school is super intense.

And so, to anyone struggling with life changes, identity, or disability, I share with you words of wisdom from Marcus Aurelius:
“Think of yourself as dead.
You have lived your life.
Now, take what’s left and live it properly.
What doesn’t transmit light creates its own darkness.”

Your heart knows what is best for your future, even if it isn’t clear to you now. When the universe presents an opportunity, if it makes your heart race with excitement, seize the chance. Don’t be afraid to reach out to strangers you admire for advice. The worst they can do is say no. You have to fight for your life, but I can guarantee you’re worth it. Your bravery lights the way for others to follow and change the world. #thecomebackisgreaterthanthesetback

It started with a lump—then a series of appointments, and finally a phone call. On a cold, snowy February 3, 2022, I was diagnosed with stage 2 triple negative breast cancer. The next few days passed in a haze brought on by anxiety and a strange sort of grief. My calendar quickly filled with appointments that replaced runs and rides I had scheduled to prepare for the Horse Capital Half-Marathon and Spring Bay Horse Trials in early April.

Time became a surreal concept; my life seemed to stall as I started chemotherapy on February 21. Everything happened so quickly, I didn’t have time to fully process what was happening as chemotherapy and its accompanying nausea, aches, and fatigue began to take control. Despite the side-effects, the anxiety, and the depression, I was determined to continue forward on my terms. I just had to accept that those terms would have to change as I learned to accept and adapt to new limitations.

Not only did I learn to accept help, I learned to ask for it. I learned to listen when others told me to slow down, to rest. And, with the support and love of my parents, my boyfriend, and my extraordinary Lucky Dog Eventing family, I learned how to show myself grace. I never quite got used to being told that I was an inspiration or how strong or brave I was.

At first, I didn’t quite understand because, in my mind, I was just doing what was necessary to survive. But, I slowly began to understand that I wasn’t brave because I was diagnosed with cancer or because I was going through treatment. I was brave because I kept working, I kept riding, I kept moving forward and living. It was a type of bravery that was new to me, one that, admittedly, I never expected to know, but one that I am grateful to have found. Now, I can say with assurance that I am brave, and I owe much of that bravery to my Lucky Dog family.

I may have been in the irons competing this past season, but my barn family made it possible for me to compete. Without their endless encouragement and willingness to help groom, braid, tack up, untack, hand-walk, fill hay nets and water buckets, and countless other gestures of support, I would not have had the strength or energy to ride, let alone compete successfully.

But, after completing the Novice 3-Day at IEA Horse Trials at the beginning of June, I had to tap out. I was too exhausted and weak, my body prone to dizziness and deep body aches. My coach took over the ride on my horse, Obi, for the rest of the summer, even running him in his first Training in July. And our Lucky Dog family showed up in every way. Thanks to them, I have video of nearly the entire cross country course. Returning to the barn after that cross country run, I saw what can only be likened to a NASCAR put crew taking care of my beloved horse, pulling boots, unscrewing studs, hosing him off, and offering him water and peppermints.

I had my last chemotherapy treatment on August 8, one month before the Area VIII Championships where Obi and I were entered to compete in the Novice Championships. Over the course of the month, my energy returned, the nausea subsided, and my hair started to grow. A couple of days before Champs, I found a gift bag in my trailer dressing room, and I laughed and cried when I discovered the pink badass shirt, belt, socks, tumbler, and card signed by my entire barn family. The surprise didn’t stop there, though.

On cross country day, my barn family showed up decked out in bright pink badass gear. They were impossible to miss. Seeing my family gathering at cross country warm-up filled me with such warmth and love that I had to fight back tears. I felt loved. I felt seen. I felt invincible. We left the start box to a chorus of cheers and flew through the finish flags to whoops and hollers, and perhaps some happy tears.

In this sport, they say it takes a village. And it’s true. This sport is hard, brutal, even. Without your village—your family—it’s nearly impossible. My family witnessed my lowest lows this year, but they helped me experience some of my highest highs, too. They are not fair weather; they are there to celebrate the wins and mourn the losses. What one of us experiences, we all experience. No one is in this alone. Without this family of badass individuals, I would not have been so strong or nearly as brave.

For the month of October, we’ll be donating 9.5% of sales from our Boobies are Badass Collection to Horses and Hope, whose mission is to increase breast cancer awareness, education, screening and treatment referral among Kentucky’s signature horse industry workers and their families, many of who are uninsured and underserved.

 

Photos by Shawna Simmons, www.sasequinephotography.com, @sasequinephotography

We are from Virginia and we consider ourselves an anomaly because of our unlikely obsession with horses in combination with our family and racial background. From a racial perspective, not only is it unusual to be a young black girl who loves horses, but it is also unusual considering our family background that our parents would have not just one, but two daughters who are absolutely horse crazy. None of our family members have ever been involved with horses.

Our parents don’t know where this love came from at such an early age with no family influence, but it certainly seemed that we were born with a passion for horses. With our parents’ support throughout childhood, we both read tons of books and magazines and watched videos of well-known horse trainers until our parents gave in to the request for a horse, which was a present for Sarah’s eighth birthday. Our second horse came as a gift for Emily at Christmas three years later.

 

Since then, we have owned several horses during our horse journey, including Allie, Amazing Grace, Genesis, Rowdy, Dancing Shadow, Stella, and Promise. Our current horses are Amazing Grace, Rowdy, Genesis, and Promise. Rowdy is the only gelding in the herd, Amazing Grace was a former rescue horse, Promise is a pony, and Genesis is our youngest horse with the others being in their late teens. Despite the stark differences between all our horses, they all have taught us valuable lessons that we still use today.

We are are 4-H alumni and served as President and Vice President of our county’s 4-H horse club before Emily aged out. We are both members of the United States Pony Club with USPC certifications in all of the certifying disciplines. Emily is currently a delegate of the USPC National Youth Board and is Co-Chair for her Regional Youth Council. Emily is also a certified Open Horse Show Judge.

We started Sisters Horsing Around in 2018 in an effort to put into motion the things our mother had spoken to us about when we were younger, such as how blessed we were to have horses and how not many black children had the same opportunities we did. She would often tell us that she wanted us to remember those in our black community and when we “got big,” meaning make it big in life, she wanted us to provide an opportunity for others to get involved with horses.

Sarah, who was around 9 or 10 years old at the time, responded, “why do we have to wait until we get big?” Because of those conversations, we thought of ways to put that in action and not delay, and the idea for Sisters Horsing Around was born. We have been trying our best since then to provide an opportunity for others to learn about and get involved with horses.

We use our Sisters Horsing Around YouTube channel, website, and social media accounts to educate non-equestrians about the horse world. As passionate horse enthusiasts, we hope that the content we create will help bridge the gap between those outside the horse world and those inside the horse world.

Being first generation horse people, we didn’t have the privilege of having someone hold our hands and guide us as we navigated the equestrian world; we just dove right in. Because of our plunge into the horse world, we had to learn everything firsthand. Now, we want to make it easier for others to get into the horse world. We want to be for others what we wish we had when we first started. We strive to be your equestrian “tour guides.”

When it comes to riding, we both have an understanding of multiple disciplines. We ride Western and English in multiple disciplines in each. Because of our experience in multiple disciplines, we strive to bring awareness about the different disciplines to help dispel the prejudices incurred by misunderstanding. We want to help others see the good in each discipline and are always ready to engage in conversations on the topic.


We also partnered with a 501c3 nonprofit organization called The STAND Foundation headquartered in Washington, DC. STAND is short for Strengthening Thoughts and Nurturing Dreams and the foundation works to reach children and young adults in underserved communities and also endeavors to inspire youth to pursue positive decision-making skills through nature and equine-based programs. Because of our like-minded goals, we joined forces with the organization and actively participate by providing equestrian instruction for the equine programs and camps facilitated by the foundation.

We want others to see what makes the equestrian world so exciting. The horse world is enormous, and we want to explore every inch of it and take you with us on the journey. We want others to experience the joy that one can have with horses and to encourage others to embark on a horse adventure of their own.

If you want to learn more about us you can visit our website, http://www.sistershorsingaround.com/. You can watch our videos on our YouTube Channel, Sisters Horsing Around, and see what we are up to on our Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter accounts.

My daughter Rory was a horse girl before she was even born!  By the time I was pregnant, I had owned Louie for almost four years.  I bought him as a 5 year old and produced him from Beginner Novice eventing up through Preliminary.  I knew him like the back of my hand, and I rode through nearly my entire pregnancy.  I swear he could sense I was pregnant because he never put a foot wrong the entire time.  When Rory was born, Louie was the first of our animals she met when we got home from the hopsital and he was instantly smitten with her.

Our horses live at home, so from that first moment meeting each other, Louie and Rory spent a lot of time together. Even when she could barely walk or talk, she would insist on accompanying me to do the barn chores—mixing grain, feeding, grooming, and cleaning stalls.  On the morning of her 2nd birthday, in January 2020, she sat on Louie’s back and sang “Happy Birthday to Louie.” It may have been her birthday, but she loves him so much she wanted to share it with him!  That day, we had a fun brithday party for her at home where she got to share Louie and our other animals with her friends.  At the party, a nurse friend of mine commented to me how it was interesting that Rory’s eyes were two different shades of blue.  I didn’t think much of it at the time because her eye color was constantly changing and we still fully expected her to end up with brown eyes like both my husband and myself.

Two days later at her 2 year check up with her pediatrician, Rory’s appointment was going well until the nurse couldn’t obtain a reading with the vision scanner.  When her doctor came in, he couldn’t either and I mentioned what my friend had said about her eye color.  He took a closer look at her eyes and suggested we see a pediatric opthalmologist immediately.  But later that evening, he called me and said to skip the opthalmologist and go directly to Children’s Hospital Los Angeles.  At that point, I knew we were dealing with something serious.

We spent a few days at CHLA where Rory had an MRI and Exam Under Anesthesia (EUA) before she was officially diagnosed with Retinoblastoma, a very rare pediatric eye cancer of the retina, in her right eye. The tumor was so large that it was filled nearly the entire retina and was staged at Group E, the most advanced category.  While we were given the choice to try systemic chemotherapy to shrink the tumor and possibly save the eye, the probability that her vision would return was so low and the probability that the cancer would spread was too high, we decided it was not worth the risk and chose to have her eye removed immediately.  Had the cancer escaped the eye, it would have traveled on a direct path to her brain and bone marrow.

A week later, Rory’s right eye was enucleated.  It was an outpatient procedure and we were home by that same evening.  Rory bounced back so quickly, she was already helping me with barn chores again the next day! Just over a month later she received her prosthetic eye, which she will continue to be fitted for the rest of her life, but it doesn’t bother her one bit.

The pandemic started just a few days after she received her prosthetic.  I am grateful for the extra time we’ve been given together when everything shut down.  Rory and I spent hours together everyday outside with the horses.  Louie truly helped both Rory and I process the trauma of her diagnosis and treatment, and the bond the two of them formed will never be broken.

Now, Rory and Louie are more attached to each other than ever.  She rides him a couple times a week both in the arena and out on the trails, and has been learning to trot.  She begrudgingly still shares him with me while we continue to pursue our dressage goals, but she has made it very clear that he is “Rory’s Louie” and will officially belong to her someday!

 

For the month of October 2021, we will be donating 9.5% of our sales from the Louie Collection to the Children’s Hospital of Los Angeles Retinoblastoma Program.

To learn more about Retinoblastoma, please visit: www.knowtheglow.org

The mission of the Optimum Youth Equestrian Scholarship is to provide opportunities for youth aged 17-27 from marginalized communities to become involved or stay involved in horse sports through financial awards and mentorship focusing on not only horsemanship and equestrian pursuits, but also career planning and education.

We believe that opportunities for riding, training, and showing are not easily attainable to individuals facing socioeconomic and accessibility hurdles as well as overt and passive discrimination based upon their race, sexual orientation, or gender identity. Together we seek to bridge this gap through the sharing of knowledge, opportunities, and solidarity.

 

THE FOUNDERS:

 

SHAQ BLAKE

I am the author of theblackequestrian.com , a blog created to chronicle my journey as a black adult beginner rider chasing my dream of becoming a showjumper. I began riding in the summer of 2018. In the past two years I have been a working student and a consistent lesson student. I bought my dream horse, a 5-year-old off the track Thoroughbred named Bear in February of 2020 and we are growing together to make our debut in the hunter and jumper ring. As a rider of colour in a predominantly white sport, I use my blog and social media platforms to highlight and uplift other riders of colour as well as to touch on ways to encourage more diversity and inclusion in the equestrian community.

 

MANDY COLLIER

I am a mental health researcher by day and an equine massage therapist by night. Horses have been an all-consuming passion for as long as I can remember but riding lessons and horse shows were hard to come by until I joined the University of Pittsburgh’s equestrian team in college. This opportunity was a wonderful springboard into the equestrian life and through my connections on the team, I found the barn where I would meet my heart horse, Charlie Brown. I hope to act as a conduit for other passionate young equestrians to find opportunities that enable a joyful, passionate life full of aspirations and, of course, horses.

 

JACQUELINE ELY

I began competing with horses at a young age in 4-H and then with the intercollegiate equestrian team at Indiana University of Pennsylvania where I graduated with a Bachelor’s Degree in Dietetics and Nutrition. I continue to start young horses under saddle and re-train problem horses through my business, Ely Equine LLC. I develop all of my own competition horses from the ground up, often raising or buying youngsters to bring along. I enjoy riding all disciplines and any breed of horse. My main passion however is Dressage and Working Equitation. I feel we never know enough and can always gain more tools for our toolbox when working with horses.

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