Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2012 19:49:52 GMT -5
ROYAL BLUE AND BETH HARVEY
ALESANA AND JACEY LEIGH-LANNING
BLUE'S WORKOUT FOR THE MANITOBA MAIDEN
The filly had blown all expectations out on the racetrack. It was practically a miracle. Blue was a filly who had an absolutely crap prospect season, taking a sixth and three ninths in the show ring. People hadn't thought much of her when Alice and Jacey had bought her, but the filly has really shown what she has. Blue was a quiet filly, and as a youngster, she was still slightly teenage looking for a filly of her age, but now she's grown and matured, she's really began to fill out again. I stroked the filly's nose before receiving a text from Jacey. I look at my phone, smiling. Come to office - need to talk about Blues race. -smile- it read.
I knocked loudly and walked in. Hi Jacey, I said. She smiled, Hey Beth, take a seat darling. I sat down and brushed my blonde hair behind my ears. Okay, so it's Blue's second start - and some of the entrants appear quite tough, in my honest opinion. Jacey looked down the list and handed it to me. I looked down, then she took it back. We're starting in Gate One, lucky for us considering that Blue is a closer It means you can drop back. Listening, I smiled. I hoped that we had a chance at this. Okay, Gate Two is Gallant Knight. This was a colt we had for a little while last year. He did well in prospect shows, grabbing two sixths I believe. Jacey smiled. He hasn't ran a bad season so far, picking up two thirds and a fourth, but we finished ahead of him last time out, and this time we're hoping to do the same. He is a mid-pack runner so he won't be far ahead of you. Jacey looked up.
I took down the notes that I needed and nodded. In Gate Three we have Beyond Perfection, another colt you beat last time out. As for him and Knight, be careful as they are running over a preferred distance rather than a sprint now. I nodded. He's not had a brilliant season as of yet, but this son of Beyond The Limits and Perfection looks like he could be a threat. He has grabbed a fourth and a seventh, and we finished above him last time out. I'm hoping to do the same this time, as with Knight. He's a front runner, and also a preceder, but looking at the field today, it looks likely that he will take the lead.
Jacey moved right on. In Gate Four is a Close Racing filly, Barely Legal. She has the most experience out of the field, but she has not raced well at all. She hasn't even been in the top three, but her experience could play a massive part here today. She is a strong closer, so though you're a closer, she will probably linger about a length behind you. Watch out for her please. I nodded. The filly was a daughter of two good racehorses. She didn't want to let her parents down obviously. Okay that's all. You can go now. I'll meet you on the track in ten. She smiled. I stood and grinned, before giving her the thumbs up as I walked away.
When Jacey said meet you in ten, little did I know that she had a plan up her sleeve. I'd tacked up Blue and walked her onto the track, only to see the large chestnut filly stood there, ears pricked, Jacey on board. She had secretly got Eve to tack her up and take her onto the track. Initially, Alice was one of my mounts, but I said that Jacey could ride her for a couple of workouts. I grinned and smiled. So, this was your secret plan, when you said meet me in ten. I laughed. Jacey giggled too. What's your plan for the workout, then? I said, stroking Blue. I picked Alice for a reason, as she's a closer, and so is Blue. We're going to go three furlongs from the gate, and stay absolutely level until the final furlong where we will show some speed. I nodded and understood.
After a quick warm up of a canter round the track to the backstretch at the three furlong pole, I slowed Blue. Alice followed, Jacey on board. Both fillies were loaded into the gate successfully. There was a sudden silence... and then the bell rang. The fillies started slowly, Blue a little behind, but I pushed her on until we came alongside Alice. She was a much bigger filly, and compared to Blue's short stride, there was about three strides for every stride Alice took. They were off, muscles light and warmed. Alice stuck her nose infront of Blue, but Blue fought back. If we were going to beat Alice, we were going to have to work hard.
The fillies went easily, the air rushing and snorting out of their nostrils, their hooves kicking up the dirt behind them. It felt incredibly good. Alice, being a handful for Jacey, took hold of the bit and tried to charge off, but soon Blue closed the half a length gap. The two furlongs had gone and suddenly it was all hands on deck. Through the final furlong, both fillies increased their speed to a maximum, battling it out furiously down the dirt. Blue refused to back down, and Alice wasn't giving up. Me and Jacey pushed our mounts to the limit, and coming to the wire, there was nothing to separate with tweedle dum and tweedle dee. I took a deep breath and cooled off. A grin lit up my face, and they were going to have to be on the top of their game to win. Things were about to get to a whole new level.
