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Monday, April 8, 2013

The Plagues of the Fork

You know it, you say it, but sometimes not everyone believes it. Eventers have to be the toughest athletes in the world. They just have to be. For reasons that are easily seen and not.
For those avid eventers that keep up with the results of the Fork this weekend, you have already heard of the monstrosity it was. But for those of you who don't the fork, one of the biggest shows of the year, was plagued by what I have come to refer as the seven deadly plagues. You know, the bible reference, classic. But incorect ( theres actually 10) But three years in catholic school taught me something, so I might as well use it.
Plague 1. The hail: in the early hours of Thursday, it began to hail. Frozen balls of ice bouncing off of our faces and coats.
Plague 2. The cold: as the day went on, it only got colder, chilling you to the bone.
Plague 3. The rain: then began the rain, a down pour soaking your clothes and filling your dubarrys with water
Plague 4. The mud: to make things worse then came the mud. This thick, sticky mud that had a tendency to swallow golf carts whole and stick to every wheel and truck possible.
Plague 5. Blisters: when the boots are thick and mud makes waking difficult comes the blisters. Everywhere on your feet possible.
Plague 6. The heat: after the freezing cold you would expect it to be nice to be warm. But in reality it was so extremely hot that you could not bear it.
Plague 7. Sunburn: personally I was got second degree sunburn and blisters on my ears. How much worse can it get?

And yet, although all these adversities were in the way, eventers all continued to compete all weekend and still competed at the highest of their ability. While the poor working students seemed to be struggling to handle all of the elements. Especially the late night, blistered, mud covered, cold, and soaking wet jogs. Yeah, we had to do that.
Even though we had to face all these problems, in the little town of Abermarle we somehow managed to find some normalcy mimicking home. That would be the various resteraunts. We took Apple bees signature quote "See you tomorrow" a little too seriously and came back two days in a row.
But all in all it was a good week!
Will be sacrificing the paschal lamb and putting its blood above the Quality inn hotel door while eating the roasted sacrifice at Applebee's next year for sure!
Keep moving forward
Little One