HorseHubby.com’s Horse Husband Calendar Contest is in full swing and my own horse hubby is playing along. Dozens of horse husbands (boyfriends, dads, significant others, etc.) along with my own horse hubby are vying for the coveted role of gracing the 2016 Horse Husband Calendar. Twelve lucky winners will be selected to represent the community of hapless individuals who find themselves inadvertently in a relationship with a horse (or two, or a herd) due to their commitment to a horse lover.
I nominated my quirky spouse because he’s a supportive horse hubby. I’d be honored if you’d take time from your busy schedule to click here and scroll down and vote for Mark. (the contest ends November 14, and just like a Chicago election, it’s okay to vote multiple times–although you have to space it out over the course of each day until November 14).
Here’s my little essay that accompanied the picture (no, he didn’t jump the X but with Knight’s one foot moving toward the fence it was kind of an optical illusion suggesting he might have gone over).
I didn’t know just how horsey my husband Mark would turn out to be when we got married five years ago. I realized his potential in 2014, at a point in my life when I was horseless, trying to get back into riding. Mark and I were at a tack shop and I lost him temporarily. He re-emerged wearing riding breeches, and asked me if they fit correctly.
Thinking that as the actual equestrian in the family, I should be the one to get new Tailored Sportsman, not him, I skeptically asked, “Are you really going to ride?” He said, “I’m not going to ride, I’m going to JUMP!” He bought the breeches, followed by half chaps, paddock boots and a helmet (I had to explain to him that although fancy looking, white breeches were not appropriate for his level of experience, trying to cushion the blow by stating they also showed too much dirt.) Mark is an avid mountain biker so going fast, trail riding, navigating obstacles and two-pointing are second nature to him. Theoretically his skills in the bike saddle should transfer over to a jumping saddle. As of today he is doing a great job at the walk and trot, although he did tell me he is struggling with posting on the correct lead.
He’s learning to canter, and one of these days when life slows down enough so he can ride more consistently, I’m sure he’ll get to jump his first X. Until then he is a great barn story listener, show picture taker, and provider of zany horse husband material for my blog (like the time he rode his bike and I rode my green, not-really-a-trail-horse Thoroughbred on a trail with cliffs and switchbacks).
I love my horse husband more than my horse, which is saying a lot.
Your Turn: Do you have a family member or close friend who supports your horse habit? How does he or she help you pursue your horse dreams?