I Just… I’m Sorry…

I write a lot of emails at work. Like… a lot. And lately, I find myself always writing the following: “I just wanted to….” and I am starting to delete that four-letter-word. I am not “just”. I am important, my time is important, and I need to stop apologizing for taking up space. Can anyone…

On Sundays We Wear White

For someone who has been riding for thirty years and competing on and off for most of those years, you might be surprised to know that I had yet to compete in the jumper ring in white breeches.