But on another note, it poured here. Although it is 20 degrees warmer here than back home, so I really don't mind so much. I rode in this frog strangling weather, and my pants were completely soaked. As I was walking down to the ring I couldn't help but think "if this isn't dedication, then I don't know what is."
So I'm at a horse show in Ocala, Florida. I drove 10 hours here, and woke up at 3am in order to shower and leave by 4:30am. It was quite the trip, but I saw some pretty incredible skies, and landscapes. Except for this one moment when the car in front of us had some explosion and a dense smoke covered our traffic group. It was the single most terrifying moment of my life. Imagine going 7omph over a bridge and all of the sudden not being able to see a thing! I slammed on brakes, assuming my dad in front of me would do the same. Then I thought about the cars behind me and if they were going to brake or not so I let off the brakes. The smoke cleared and there was our golf cart trailer an inch from my new brush guard. I braked just in time as to not smash into it. My heart has never beat so fast in my life. I was terrified.