This weekend, Harry and I were able to shuffle up to PA to attend The Devon Horse Show and cheer on Harry’s Uncle Rusty as he showed his horse. This is a very prestigious show; Rusty and his amazing horse Azor were up against incredible competition – 36 other horses! In a crowd that big, it was hard for me to find Rusty, but Harry had no problem at all. From up in the grandstand Harry spotted his Uncle without any help. Every time they passed Harry would yell “Way to go, Uncle Rusty! Go horse! You can do it!”
It was very special to see how proud he was of his Uncle, not by blood but by love and a lifelong friendship. I too am proud of Rusty, Azor, and his entire team which included his incredible parents, his “groom” Zeke, his amazing trainer Suzi whom I love and respect dearly, and a herd of incredible friends who all took the drive to watch this one class. We were all beaming with pride. Pride is an amazing feeling. It is a completely selfless emotion. It is not laced with envy, it does not have ownership, it is just happiness for another being. What fuels it is watching someone work hard for what they want to achieve. I feel this on a daily basis for my Harry man, as he works hard and make progress. Currently he’s making me proud by placing his rocketship and potato chips on his head, so skillfully and with a ton of giggles.
I feel pride often on runs, too. Even my little short runs, even if they’re only a couple of miles. I try to think of something that went well for each run and feel proud of it. When you work hard at something, but your goal is far away, you have to keep patting yourself on the back for all the progress you’ve made. Anyway, there’s your Monday feel good post. Enjoy the day, and the rest of these pictures!