On Monday, I went out to brush on and have a chat with Lola. I want to get to know her better in preparation for blowing everyone’s doors off in SC.
Logic dictates that knowing a horse on the ground would help riding the horse, no? However, there are certainly elite grooms who do not ride at the level of their uber-talented charges. Also, a rider can compete successfully out of a valet-service barn, without having the slightest clue of what happens under the hood. I read about a Big Name Horse whose rider described him one way, yet his groom described a completely different horse.
In my own life, I successfully groomed Crazy Jumper Mare for years before I was able to pilot her. With Previous Horse, I was sufficiently assertive on the ground but melted into a push-over in the saddle.
Still, it can’t hurt.
The biggest problem? Having “Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets … ” from Damn Yankees and “Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl …” from Barry Manilow’s “Copacabana” cavorting in my head as dueling earworms.