Breakout
My palms are sweaty
My heart heart is pumping out of my chest
Focus
My horse is antsy
I can feel her every muscle twitch
Her heart feels like its about to pump out of her chest
For a moment we become one
Horse and Rider
One mission
One dream
We step in the box
I take a deep breath
Its on
One dream
Blood, sweat, and the occasional tear
For this one moment
I nod
My horse powers out at a dead sprint
She doesn't have to run for long
I see my shot
One, Two, Throw!!!!
Pull slack
The power of my horse comes to a stop
My heart is pumping out of my chest
Slow motion as the rope pops of my horn
Relief as my horse and I Relax
I pat her as I listen for the time of my last breakaway run of my high school career
"2.4!!"
Happiness floods over me
Until
"Speeding ticket!!!"
No!
a 2.4 second run turns into a 12.4
A broken barrier
A Breakout is the difference between a dream...
And a Broken Dream
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