Endurance at Almost 57: New Goals and the Want To

Endurance at Almost 57: New Goals and the Want To

[Feature image photo credit: Me, of Rachel Lodder and Dakar, who I would follow almost anywhere. Pine Tree 50 2019.] I have always considered myself a namby-pamby endurance riders of sorts. I’m not the least bit competitive, although I do love going as fast as...
Legacy of Mom: A Mother’s Day Love Story

Legacy of Mom: A Mother’s Day Love Story

No one’s life should be defined by their tragic death. But that’s what happened to my Mom. So let’s get that part out of the way: Thirty four years old. 1974. In the passenger seat of a Chevy Vega with only a lap belt. At an intersection four miles...
Boomerang Boy’s Rehab: In Praise of The Village

Boomerang Boy’s Rehab: In Praise of The Village

I affectionately call Iggy “Boomerang Boy.” I gave him away twice during my divorce, and both times, he came back. I tell myself he was meant to be my boy. He’s a quirky fella, mostly cheerful and a little crooked. He’s the type who...
Quid Pro Quo and Ponies

Quid Pro Quo and Ponies

Sometimes I’m convinced I’m getting softer and more woo-woo when it comes to horses as I get older. I wish I had another lifetime ahead of me to learn about them, or that my 56-year-old body and mind had the fearless and athletic approach of my twenty-something self....