I was seduced by a woman of dubious morals.
I’m not sure anyone else is going to top Reed’s 9 word response… :lol:
Me? A little bit of “in my blood” and a whole lot of hard work! My mom evented back in the 70s/80s (though she was the first horsey person in her family - I’m sure she will post her story too) and my dad was involved in horses as well. I was first on a horse at a few weeks old and haven’t been able to rid myself of the addiction since then. But, I have had to work really hard to not just ride, but to event.
I actually spent the first few years of my childhood bombing around bareback in the back yard - didn’t even get a saddle until I was 7. Then I joined 4H and spent 12 years doing a little bit of everything including almost every class offered with 4H (all but gaited classes! but including driving, contesting, reining, halter, showmanship, pleasure, jumping, etc.), a ton of trail riding (and I’m talking 8-10 hr rides in hilly Southern Indiana), and still bombing around the back yard. I did some unrecognized eventing on the side, but never had the right horse to really event. I also spent about 1 year in Pony Club before becoming a PC reject. So most of my eventing dreams as a kid came from watching my mom’s video tapes of WEG, Olympics, etc. from the 80s/90s and going to Rolex every year.
I then took 4 years off when I was in college and when I graduated, happened to finally have the perfect (for me) event horse waiting (foaled at home my senior year of HS). So I jumped back in feet first!
Sometimes you just have to do your best to make it happen. I don’t have an event trainer and do most of this on my own. I’d never even had regular lessons until 2-3 years ago. Luckily, eventers are pretty accepting and friendly, so I’ve never felt like I didn’t have a support team to help me in this sport. So my advice to you is to just take it day by day and do what you can to learn and grow. Volunteer at local events to learn the sport and meet people, go xc schooling, travel to big events to watch and inspire your dreams…