In my early days of working with racehorse trainers, I was a timid young man who knew nothing about the world of horse racing, and I was even afraid to get on a horse. The animals were so big and looked intimidating to me that I would run behind the trainers. The teeth were always in plain sight, and made me think that the horse would bite me whenever I got the chance. Also the placement of its eyes was a little disorienting to me. I learned to like the horses and even began to love them. They’re so gentle that they wouldn’t even hurt a fly if it was buzzing around their tails. Of course, this doesn’t mean that anyone should let their gentle nature fool them, because the horse are packing enough power in their bodies to move at amazing speeds.
When I became close enough with the horses to race on them, I realized how much power they had first hand. Riding on the horse felt like I was clinging on the back of a rocket.