[R]ace_yourway

[kira]

As walked close to the track, but Ty soon stopped as he turned around and checked the girth to Glory’s saddle before he pulled the stirps down and checked it they where the right length for him. As he nodded his head, Ty took hold of the reins and put one of his feet in the stirps before he swang his body, gently landing on the thoroughbred back and patted his neck. “Good boy” he said, as Ty always was the type to praise a horse, and mostly the one he never ridden or worked with before. As he turned on the rein gently, Glory turned around and Ty pushed his heels into the colt to get him to trot, but no luck. He let out a sigh before he relaxed his hands on the reins, and then walked him onto the track.

Glory’s head bobbed up and down as he walked along the fence line, and Ty asked for him to trot again and even with words this time saying “Get up Glory!”, but all he did was snort, before giving a swish of his tail before he finally took in the orders and only did a lazy trot. Ty did get told that Glory did take a long time to get going, and a lot to ask but Ty could wait. Trotting around, Ty raised with the great colts beat as they went around the track and then Glory soon jerked his head up high as he sniffed the air. It was the cold morning, and he was one of the first out on the new track even though the teenager had many maidens to get working on. He wanted to go, and help out at Snow Pearl, even with his own little filly.

The pair where on turf today, and what Ty was heard, this little guy had a lot in him and a great racer of turf, as well as dirt too. But then releasing the reins a bit more, it had seemed like Glory wanted to go, but wasn’t wanting to go as well. Clicking his tongue and taped his boot with his own crop, Glory tossed his strong head around as he started to prance and Ty turned him around, and made him go in an oval a few times before he turned Glory’s head and the started working again.

As Ty moved around a bit to get a better seat, he sat deep in the saddle before giving Glory a kick, to tell him to canter. Tossing his head about as he then moved his legs fast, jumping straight into a canter and he felt as if he just wanted to go around and around in a lazy type of canter, till Ty given him another kick and his strides become longer and even fast, but he pulled gently on the reins as she could tell Glory was going a bit to fast, of his liking as Ty was still knew to the whole racing world thing,. Smiling softly as he then made Glory slow down, and he patted the colt’s hot and darker brown neck now and he laughed softly, before letting go of the reins as Glory walked out of the track.