Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2012 11:58:13 GMT -5
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Lucy had placed third in her second start. Saying that, it was quite disappointing, though being against older horses had given her the experience she needed. Being a smart filly, Lucy was definitely one to watch for on the track. She was a very decisive filly who would take any risk possible. The race she was entered in was for Grade 5 fillies, over six furlongs on the turf. So far entries wise was Stride Of Perfection Stables filly, Innocent Passion. She had started three times, and won two of them, placing third in the other. She would be a real challenge to this filly. She won the Unicorn Horn Juvenile Sprint, and would be a major threat to Lucy, but then again, so would Feline Frenzy. The three-year-old filly didn't have a great season last year, but then again she went on to place third in the Juvenile Fillies Turf Sprint. The Silver Stride filly was the favourite in this race, and all we needed was one last good workout to take the victory in this race. Dylan knew this filly could excel with all the right work. She was a competant sprinter, and definitely one to watch for on the track.
Lucy is a very willing individual. She has a heart of solid gold and wouldn't harm a fly, unlike her aggressive mother. She is a blunt but very straight forward risk-taker, who will plunge into any task her jockey asks her. Lucy is the kind of horse that will try anything new, she will respond to everything and anything with quick, effective decisions. Her intelligence gets her quite far on the track. She is very responsive and quick-witted - in most cases she can't take no for an answer. She has a habit of rubbing her bridle on any near by post, which can often mean spending countless dollars on a new bridle. On the track, Lucy is focused, stern, and stays that all the way through the race. She likes to break fast and relax behind the leaders. She doesn't have the dominant vibe of a traditional front runner, so if she does end up going for the lead, she would either go too fast, or go too slow, which is why she likes to relax behind the front runners. She isn't the traditional mare, she won't launch for you, or get all 'overprotective' like her mother was, she will relax, and go with the flow.
Lucy is a stalker. She likes to stay at her pace and leapt at the home stretch. She likes to build momentum, she tends to gain a lot of potential from staying at her pace and letting the front runners run on. She doesn't have the dominant vibe of her father to set the pace of the race as she'd move too quickly or too slowly. Lucy is rather over responsive so uses the leaders to shadow the pace. Our race plan was simple. Quick break, stay behind the leaders, shadow them, and make our move. If all else failed, we'd still keep our consistency. Today, Lucy would be working along side Midnight Sun, the new filly. A turf sprinter. They'd be going over the turf today. As soon as both fillies entered the track, there was chaos.
Grace, keep her calm. Dylan said to his cousin, who sat upon the beautiful black filly, Night. Lucy bobbed her head and chomped endlessly on his bit. I think she needs a flash, you know Dylan. Grace exclaimed, watching at the way she chomped. Dylan nodded in agreement. It’s a baby habit, she’s growing out of it. Night began to back up, and when Grace squeezed her forward, she reared up high, and flew forward. That’s one feisty filly we have. Dylan said. Jacey stood at the side of the track, stopwatch in her hand. Lucy broke into a trot, bringing her head strongly into her chest, whinnying as she did so. Night was behind, but hated being left behind. Easy, Grace said, but the filly wasn’t listening as much as she liked. She was too focused on trying to catch up with the chestnut and smaller filly. Okay, you go ahead, we’ll close in the homestretch. Dylan said, watching as Grace and the black filly over took. Night broke into a rhythmic canter, pricking her small black ears and beginning to gallop.
Dylan held Lucy back in a canter until the filly got a couple of lengths ahead. She galloped along the turf. Grace began to mutter to herself. What a long stride you have. Lucy galloped on with her short stride a few lengths behind. She pounded along the turf, pricking her ears and eyeing the competition. As they got to the three furlong pole, Dylan began to hand drive her. She pricked her ears. Night extended her stride out as they came round this turn. Night began to open the gap, pulling ahead. Dylan drove Lucy, and she came to the centre of the track, flying down and catching Night up rapidly. Flying down the home stretch, Grace really begin to drive Night. Lucy’s stride caught her on the wire, and she won by the slightest nose. The fast pace made the time very quick, and they both pulled up the horses. Grace looked down at Dylan on the chestnut two year old. Dylan looked up. There was a big height difference between the two.
We trotted back over to Jacey. She smiled. Six furlongs in :58.5. She said. Dylan widened her eyes, and both horses were patted. That’s because of Night setting that fast pace, Dylan said, stroking Lucy’s neck. But her closing speed topped that off. Jacey said, referring to Lucy. Let’s go kick some butt. We said, laughing and walking back into the barn. We dismounted and slid down, landing at our horses shoulders. I have to say though, both Lucy and Night have some potential. Saying that was Night’s first ever workout, she did very good to keep the pace. She’s racing in a maiden race soon, hopefully she can kick some butt in that! Grace said, stroking the black filly. As usual, her ears were pinned and she snorted. Ah Night, cheer up. It was good.
