A year ago, I embarked on a journey that rerouted my riding career. In November 2012, I began leasing the infamous Just Livingston. I feel as though I should be buying my beloved red-head an anniversary gift ... carrot tops from the farmer's market down the road would dress his feed quite nicely, wouldn't you agree?
My plan was to lease Livingston for the year and compete in the FEI Junior Division. Thanks to a few clinics ... or should I say a few people ... my plan was revamped. The first time I rode the more challenging movements required in the Prix St. George test was at a clinic last November with George Williams, the president of the United States Dressage Federation. He took me through the canter pirouettes, zig-zag, and trot tour. Unbeknownst to me this was a test; a test to see if I could yet again make a big jump to another level in a short period of time or if I really needed to stay at 3rd level. Then mid-Decemeber, U.S. Olympian, Lendon Gray, challenged my abilities at a clinic in New Jersey. Still naive, I had no idea of their devious plan to move me up to FEI Young Riders for the 2013 season. I just thought it was cool to ride tempi's and pirouettes! I only became aware of their plan shortly after I arrived in Florida. I clearly remember after one of my lessons with Lendon a question I posed to her: "I was thinking about showing Livingston at 3rd Level at Global. What are your thoughts?" Her response, "Be out here (in the ring) tomorrow night and bring a video camera. You're riding the Young Rider tests!" Well, I'll-be-darned. Away we went, spending our time training and competing at the PSG/YR Levels.
After a action-packed show schedule this year, Livingston is currently picking on Louie (my first pony who doubles as his babysitter). And I am utilizing the time to catch up on all the odds-and-ends I neglected to do while I was away competing). We will finish the year back where it all began last November: with a clinic with George Williams. Come time for my semester finals, Liv will have a few weeks off to just be a horse. It will give his legs a chance to recover from the thousands of miles he has spent on a trailer and the hundreds of hours he has spent training. And it will give me time to enjoy the holiday season and have ample time to study for my first round of college finals!
Now... a little recap of what you missed since my last blog... Dressage at Devon and the USEF Festival of Champions.
Dressage at Devon is probably one of my favorite CDI's because it has such a party-town-like atmosphere and the number of world-wide, talented riders in one place is unbelievable. No matter when you walk by warm-up, there is always someone famous to watch. It is also a show where I get to catch up with a lot of people I don't see on a regular basis.
This year, a few of us Region 1 NAJYRC riders decided to stable together: Young Rider Kaitlin Blythe and her horse Daverden (Dylan) and Junior Rider Katie Lang and her own FA Patriot (Blue). Stabling with friends lightens the stress of competing because there is always something to smile and laugh about whether it's rocking out to music in the aisle or making jokes about our horse's funny antics. Because Devon is so close to home and is highly regarded in this area, the number of spectators is unlike any other show I compete at. It's the only show grounds that I can count on seeing a lot of familiar faces and support from my family and friends. I couldn't believe when I looked up in the grand stands I had my own little cheering section.
My goal for the weekend was to keep my nerves in check beings I had a rather large cheering section. I also wanted to improve my scores from NAJYRC and to prove to myself that this is the type of competition I belong in. I wanted to see that the training we put in since NAJYRC paid off and that I could have the same light and uphill feeling in the ring as I did at home and in clinics.
The week or two before Devon, I found myself laying awake trying to visualize how Liv should look in the ring and trying not to psych myself out by reverting back to bad riding habits. I wanted more than anything to not relive my first ride at NAJYRC. I never realized just how haunting that ride was until I finished my first ride at Devon and saw a dramatically improved score on the board. At that point, I knew I had overcome a huge roadblock in my show nerves and even Livingston overcame his "Mommy hold my hand" mentality. Devon was just what we needed to to feel prepared for the most prestigious show I have been a part of: The USEF Festival of Champions.
With only a week and a half to fine tune a few things in our riding, repack, catch up and work ahead on school work, time was ticking.
I honestly never thought I would have been invited to attend the FOC. Why? Because throughout the year your scores are recorded and your average is ranked among every other rider in your division across the United States and only the top 12 are invited. When I first started competing in Florida I was ranked 10th, but since many riders do not begin competing until spring, by July I was ranked 27th.
"We aren't going back to Kentucky," I lamented. However, by mid August, the rankings drastically changed. Anyone who had not submitted a Declaration of Intent, a Certificate of Capability (meaning you had to score a 65% or higher from an FEI judge), and/or did not meet the other qualifying criteria were taken off the list.
Well I'll-be-darn, now I was ranked 14th.
Still fairly certain I was not going to be invited, I completed my Region 1 Championship entry as a plan B. Then, the shocking news came. I was invited to attend the FOC! Apparently, the top 12 are invited first and if anyone declines the offer, an alternate is invited so in total only 15 riders could potentially receive an invitation and that is how I was able to attend.
The Saturday before we left for Kentucky, I got a sore throat. I bombarded my system with Airborne and other cold medicines and by Tuesday I felt almost 100%. Livingston shipped out with Gert (Livingston's mom), Helen (Gert's mom) and my dad followed behind them in the truck. In order for me to miss the least number of classes, my mom and I flew out later that afternoon. I was so happy to see Livingston that night ... it was the first time I hadn't shipped to a horse show, unloaded, and settled the horse in myself although I knew that if anyone was going to take care of him it was going to be those three.
I am not sure what happened, but by Thursday morning I was sicker than I had been in a very long time. I had no voice, no energy, and just wanted to curl up and sleep. In reality, I think the best thing that happened to me was getting sick. Because I had very little energy, I did not over think, I simply sat up and rode. I had no strength to fight with Liv if he locked against my left arm so I simply gave that rein to make him lighter instead of pulling more ... DUHH. Geez that revelation only took how long?!
Minus my mistake in the 4's and the canter transition, we had a solid test that ended up putting us in the middle of the pack with 6th place and a 62.947%.
While I could breathe a little easier the next day, I was worn out. In hindsight, I could have pushed for more in the extended trot. And I collected too much in preparation for the canter pirouette, so a quarter of the way through I had to ride my way out of an almost launch-and-turn pirouette. But what I did do was ride relaxed. We had a lovely test with cadence and proper bend in the lateral work and not a single tongue episode. We placed 5th with a 65.263%! I couldn't believe it when I saw the scores on the board after my test. I was thrilled. The last two rides down centerline for this season instilled very important lessons in me.
Riding dressage is not about training for perfection. It is about riding the best you can each day with the cards you are given. When you are able to sit in the saddle, breathe, and ride each moment of the stride to its potential, that is when you create said 'perfection.' Because I was too sick to focus on every little thing going on around me, I was able to focus only on Livingston and I. Once I did that, I could truly feel what was under me and created a lightness and smoothness in each stride. Thus, my scores improved and we ended the year with a bang!
Hearing my name over the loud speaker in the final awards ceremony was overwhelming. "Entering now is Alexa Derr and Just Livingston placing 6th in the Nation."
The last two trips down centerline this year with Livingston gave me the the feeling that I really do belong competing at this level.
My mom used to joke that I did things well before the parenting books suggested. I walked early, climbed out of my crib early, and talked early. Then as a teenager, roles reversed. In my quest for comfort, I had to be told it was time to change mounts, time to change levels, time to spread my wings and train in Florida.
Left to my own devices, I would still be riding my first pony, Louie. lol
What I learned is that I used to trust myself, but somewhere along the way I stopped feeling the confidence I once felt. It's time to believe in myself as much as others believe in me.
I find it fitting that my competition season came to a close right before the season of giving thanks and counting your blessings.
I am so grateful to the brilliant professionals I have been able to train with and the faith of a generous owner. Without them, I wouldn't have had anything to blog about or reflect on.
Additionally, I owe more than a box of dark chocolate and pack of double stuffed Oreos to two very loving and supportive parents who have had my back since the first day I sat on a pony over ten years ago.
Many of you may be wondering what my future plans are. For starters, I am thrilled to announce that I will be able to lease Livingston for another year. I hope that with the bond we created this year and a winter of training ahead of us, we will be able to compete again at NAJYRC and FOC. After that, only time will tell. I have been blessed to have some life changing doors open up for me the past two years so hopefully the journey towards receiving my USDF Gold Medal isn't too far off the beaten path!
Check out my YouTube Channel (VuedeLou) to watch my "She's Country" Freestyle at Dressage at Devon and my Young Rider Individual Test at the USEF Festival of Champions!
This year, a few of us Region 1 NAJYRC riders decided to stable together: Young Rider Kaitlin Blythe and her horse Daverden (Dylan) and Junior Rider Katie Lang and her own FA Patriot (Blue). Stabling with friends lightens the stress of competing because there is always something to smile and laugh about whether it's rocking out to music in the aisle or making jokes about our horse's funny antics. Because Devon is so close to home and is highly regarded in this area, the number of spectators is unlike any other show I compete at. It's the only show grounds that I can count on seeing a lot of familiar faces and support from my family and friends. I couldn't believe when I looked up in the grand stands I had my own little cheering section.
My goal for the weekend was to keep my nerves in check beings I had a rather large cheering section. I also wanted to improve my scores from NAJYRC and to prove to myself that this is the type of competition I belong in. I wanted to see that the training we put in since NAJYRC paid off and that I could have the same light and uphill feeling in the ring as I did at home and in clinics.
| Photo of our canter pirouette courtesy of Jennifer O. Bryant |
| Finally a controlled extended canter! |
| Medium trot |
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| Dressage at Devon Results: 6th place FEI Young Rider Team Test 5th place FEI YR Individual Test 4th place FEI YR Freestyle |
I honestly never thought I would have been invited to attend the FOC. Why? Because throughout the year your scores are recorded and your average is ranked among every other rider in your division across the United States and only the top 12 are invited. When I first started competing in Florida I was ranked 10th, but since many riders do not begin competing until spring, by July I was ranked 27th.
"We aren't going back to Kentucky," I lamented. However, by mid August, the rankings drastically changed. Anyone who had not submitted a Declaration of Intent, a Certificate of Capability (meaning you had to score a 65% or higher from an FEI judge), and/or did not meet the other qualifying criteria were taken off the list.
Well I'll-be-darn, now I was ranked 14th.
Still fairly certain I was not going to be invited, I completed my Region 1 Championship entry as a plan B. Then, the shocking news came. I was invited to attend the FOC! Apparently, the top 12 are invited first and if anyone declines the offer, an alternate is invited so in total only 15 riders could potentially receive an invitation and that is how I was able to attend.
The Saturday before we left for Kentucky, I got a sore throat. I bombarded my system with Airborne and other cold medicines and by Tuesday I felt almost 100%. Livingston shipped out with Gert (Livingston's mom), Helen (Gert's mom) and my dad followed behind them in the truck. In order for me to miss the least number of classes, my mom and I flew out later that afternoon. I was so happy to see Livingston that night ... it was the first time I hadn't shipped to a horse show, unloaded, and settled the horse in myself although I knew that if anyone was going to take care of him it was going to be those three.
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| We were ready for the Vet Inspection |
Minus my mistake in the 4's and the canter transition, we had a solid test that ended up putting us in the middle of the pack with 6th place and a 62.947%.
While I could breathe a little easier the next day, I was worn out. In hindsight, I could have pushed for more in the extended trot. And I collected too much in preparation for the canter pirouette, so a quarter of the way through I had to ride my way out of an almost launch-and-turn pirouette. But what I did do was ride relaxed. We had a lovely test with cadence and proper bend in the lateral work and not a single tongue episode. We placed 5th with a 65.263%! I couldn't believe it when I saw the scores on the board after my test. I was thrilled. The last two rides down centerline for this season instilled very important lessons in me.
| This picture captures just how light and engaged Livingston truly was. Check out my YouTube page to watch my Individual Test! |
Hearing my name over the loud speaker in the final awards ceremony was overwhelming. "Entering now is Alexa Derr and Just Livingston placing 6th in the Nation."
The last two trips down centerline this year with Livingston gave me the the feeling that I really do belong competing at this level.
My mom used to joke that I did things well before the parenting books suggested. I walked early, climbed out of my crib early, and talked early. Then as a teenager, roles reversed. In my quest for comfort, I had to be told it was time to change mounts, time to change levels, time to spread my wings and train in Florida.
Left to my own devices, I would still be riding my first pony, Louie. lol
What I learned is that I used to trust myself, but somewhere along the way I stopped feeling the confidence I once felt. It's time to believe in myself as much as others believe in me.
| Livingston never stops posing... including during the National Anthem. |
| Overall Young Rider Awards Ceremony. |
| Riding next to me was Rachel Chowanec on Lendon Gray's Embrujado XI aka Mouse . We were accompanied by another WITee Grace Gregory who came up from Tennessee to cheer us on! |
I find it fitting that my competition season came to a close right before the season of giving thanks and counting your blessings.
I am so grateful to the brilliant professionals I have been able to train with and the faith of a generous owner. Without them, I wouldn't have had anything to blog about or reflect on.
Additionally, I owe more than a box of dark chocolate and pack of double stuffed Oreos to two very loving and supportive parents who have had my back since the first day I sat on a pony over ten years ago.
| Standing ringside were my coaches Gert Stearns and George Williams. |
| The parentals |
| A lovable moment caught by Amanda Iris of Amanda Iris Photography |








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