Post by Cruisey on Jun 19, 2015 14:12:26 GMT -5
FIRE GODDESS && JAMES COLLURA
TEMPERED PASSION && JOHNNY GARNER
Fall Workout
The last workout of the day had Carter pacing around the side of the track in anxiety. He wasn’t sure if he had made a good decision, or a really stupid one. He was glad it was almost over for the day, but he couldn’t help but shake the feeling of queasiness out of his stomach. Fire Goddess was walking gracefully down to the track beside James, a kind energy was radiating off of her. She wasn’t the one he was worried about…no. It was the bay stallion who was dragging Johnny down the path that he was worried about. Fancy looked almost scared, a quizzical look in her eye as she watched the nine year old make all sorts of studdish noises and actions. Tempered Passion was his name, and full of passion he was. This was his third time on the track in 5 years ever since he retired to stud in Year 10. Carter had little idea how this stallion ran, but he was sure as hell going to find out soon enough. He had missed his other workouts in the week due to business, but he had reports on how much of an ass the horse was. He knew the stud would be out of shape, but if it helped get his energy out, then by all means.
Tim’s ears were pinned flat against his head and he looked about ready to break off into a canter. He wanted to show that he was boss; he wanted control and he was to get it. Carter gave Johnny a leg up onto the stallion, and did the same with James. They both stepped onto the dirt surface and James stroked Fancy’s neck with a flat hand. The little chestnut mare was almost the same size as Tim, but she was a lot less stalky and she was much leaner. Johnny had some idea of how to ride the Impassioned Wind son, and he did his best to try and calm him down. Tim’s skin was damp with a thin layer of sweat, he was hyped up and both Johnny and Carter knew it. He trotted under Johnny as soon as they stepped onto the dirt with his head held high and his ears laid flat against his skull. Fancy picked up trot behind him, neck arched and relaxed as James released a bit of pressure on her mouth.
Johnny felt as if Tim was a ticking time bomb and was about to explode, and when he released the slightest amount of pressure, he suddenly jolted forward into a high paced gallop. Fancy noticed the stallion rocketing ahead of her and James allowed her to play a game of catch-up. Her head rocked back and forth and her legs hit the dirt with force. Johnny tried to hold him back but Tim was having none of it; he tried to rip the reins from his hands, but Johnny was strong. He got the stud slow enough for the little chestnut filly to catch up to his speed. They weren’t going a large distance, just short enough so that Tim got used to running again. Fancy didn’t need a long run either, just enough to keep her in shape for her next HOTY run.
There was no stopping Tim though, he was much too powerful for the two year old, even with his time off. Johnny could feel him starting to lose his lead, starting to fade as his breathing felt more laboured and raggedy. But that fight was still there, it had never once left him even during his stud duties. Fancy felt great underneath James, she was ready to get the ball rolling at the drop of a flag. Once they crossed the wire, Fancy had closed the gap and was just a length behind Tim. The jockeys stood up in their irons, and Johnny used all of his weight to pull back on Tim, who was still barreling forwards. As they made their way back to a walk, Tim was restless. Oh he was definitely ready, and so was Fancy, who was coated with a thin layer of sweat.
