Y19 Workout for Points Of CircumstanceThe dark bay colt pranced his way down the track as his rider tried to get his attention back on the task at hand. The colt was a racehorse, not a dressage horse. No fancy footwork needed here. It took a couple minutes and a circle or two before the horse settled down a little. Once the horse was prancing less (though the rider could tell his attention was not on him), they moved on down the track.
Points Of Circumstance finally stopped moving once he saw the starting gate. He finally started acting like an actual racehorse, walking calmly towards the gate as if he hadn’t been acting like a fool before. He willingly entered the gate, his ears pricked forward as he eyed the empty track before him. The colt was starting a lot later than the team would’ve liked, but he was turning out to be a late bloomer. Starting in mid-June was not the optimal time for the first race, but there wasn’t much of a choice. It was either now or never, and they weren’t going to let the horse sit until next year. The horse stood stock still in the gate, not even flinching as the doors shut behind him. With the young horses, the riders always held their breath until the doors opened. It wouldn't be until the end of the year when they could finally stop worrying whether or not the horse would act up as if it was the first time they were in the starting gate. Of course, that didn’t rule out the possibility of one of the other horses acting up, but at least it tended to be rare then. The gates opened after a couple of seconds. Too long to open, and even the most seasoned horse would get restless. The horse broke quickly out of the gate, ears flickering to try and hear where the other horses were. Usually they had a partner to accompany them on the workouts, but today it was a solo run. George wanted to see how Alex did when it was just him. Just the horse, the rider, and the dirt track in front of them. Alex’s hooves pounded the dirt track rhythmically, an even tempo that felt like music to his rider’s ears. The horse lengthened his stride without asking, though Bradley was told to take it slow. The race was coming up and there was no use in asking the horse for everything. But a quick pace wouldn’t hurt.
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