|My equestrian adventure began . . . 1984, at Prude Ranch in West Texas. I spent two weeks there, riding and branding cattle.
Most often found atop . . . My blue-eyed paint, Coltin – although in his absence, Tuesday the donkey is an appealing second choice.
Likes to brag about . . . I like to brag about . . . getting Coltin to stay on the rail. I still frequently call my trainer after a great ride, hollering “We stayed on the rail the whole time! The whole time!”
Worst ride ever . . . Worst ride ever . . . the first time I rode Coltin, my foot got caught in the stirrup and I ended up stuck on him while he galloped around the arena. I wasn't used to his trampoline-style gallop, so I bounced all over the place while he kept speeding up.
A horse that changed my life . . . I bought Coltin just after my father lost his battle against cancer. He showed me that horses have exceptional healing powers.
Greatest inspiration . . . my dog, Apollo. He loves everyone, is suspicious of people in big hats and sunglasses, and he looks to each day with enthusiasm no matter what we're doing (except the time we took him into the parking garage underneath the City of San Diego building).
Best thing about teaching . . . watching new generations fall in love with horses – and their feeling of accomplishment after learning something new.
Words to live by . . . “If you can dream and not make dreams your master, if you can think and not make thoughts your aim, if you can meet triumph and disaster and treat those two imposters just the same . . .” Kipling. Also, “Look fear in the eye and boldly step forward.”
I'd love to . . . learn to shoot from my horse (c'mon, I am from Texas).