One right, two left, and then home......

Yesterday found me at Pontotoc for the NBHA show. I was runner number 59. I had a crappy run. We hit the first barrel , rocked the second and I told Dass just go on and get the third. Our time was slow and after I had hit the barrel we ended up with a no-time. So....I ended up just giving them $26 for that run. My neice, Sam, hit 2 barrels and she was upset just like I was. I told her not to worry, that was just practice for us , that we would kick tale later on that night. I left the ag center at 4:30, ran by the house to pick up Kyle and Emily. We left there and headed to Houston for the rodeo. I had been there for about 30 mintues when my neice and her dad arrived. Later on everyone else showed up, there was, Lamar, Kasey, David, Josh, Amber and her friend, Theus, Micheal, Charity, Mo, Issac, Amye, Paul, Cee Cee, my sister Jen , JB, Abbye and Brian who rode in the bull riding. Yes, me and Sam had our very own cheering section. Brian was the first one up. He rode the crap out of the bull. He ended up winning the bull riding with a score of 72. JB and Kyle helped pull his ropes. Brian later told me he could hear me yelling over everything else. Yep, I do have a loud mouth.lol Then it was time for my sport. There was 18 runners in the barrels. The first runner's horse fell with her on the first barrel. That really shook me up for I knew the ground was deep. Sam and I rode off so we couldn't see for I was already getting nervous and needed to regroup. She went in before me and hit the second barrel she came out with a time of 15.3 plus 5 added for the knocked over barrel. Then it was my turn. I turned Dass around and spurred and away we went. Going into the first barrel, she slipped with me, I thought we was going down, but I did jerk her head up and then I yelled for her to get up and to the second we went. When we came out of the second, that is when the riding started. I spurred and hollered all the way to the third. When I felt her rating that barrel, I was looking for the gate, spurring, and slapping her to get out of there. I didn't know what my time was but I knew that we just had a hellva run. I have a hard time stopping her but when we did get stopped I got off and walked her back to where Lamar was and that was when I heard my time. It wasn't the best but it was a good one. I actually rode the fire out of my mare. We wasn't a rider and a horse , we was one. I had a time of 15.2. I ended up in 8th place and they only pay the top 5 so that knocked me 3 places out of the money. I out rode my neice. Gottcha Sam!!! Sam and I laughed and hugged and she told me that she had a good time even though she knocked over a barrel. JB then came outside and found me and told me that my run looked really good. Wait, JB just gave me praise?!. Don't get me wrong, he always hollers for me but never, never, said if it was good or not. I have run at several pens so much that I can nearly tell you what my time is going to be. I do know that Houston I run usually 16.3 or 16.5 and I turned a 15.2. Yeah, my mare gave me a hellva of a ride.