Author Archives: Carleigh Fedorka

I left the ring with a huge grin on my face and signaled my student with a thumbs up as we made eye contact. I knew she was nervous about...

Social media is a frenzy of opinions, from politics to ponies, and everything in between. But one abnormal topic recently caught fire in the frenzy not once, but twice: stallion...

A month ago I wrote about my struggle setting goals, and how for the first time in a long time I was forcing myself to. I was riding the peak of...

I was once told I was anti-racing. That because I was a part of the second career movement I obviously didn’t respect the first, and since I believed in not...

“How much will it cost if you do the whole thing?” “About $150. I’m just doing this to pay my way through grad school.” “Uh-huh. Sure. We’ll see you back...

“What do we need?” “MORE COWBELL!” These are the words that echo in my mind each time I ride Nixon when he's in one of his "moods". I own a...

In most aspects of life I am an extremely goal oriented person. I am as competitive as they come, constantly striving to better myself. I want to be the best...

One of my students came up to me a few weeks ago and started listing her goals for the season. Being a goal oriented person myself, I was intrigued. Claire...

I woke up at 6am this morning and refused to leave my bed. It was a bitter 8 degrees outside in Lexington so instead I reached for my phone and...

Today, I am a confident rider because of a thoroughbred stallion named Empire Maker. I learned to love thoroughbred sport horses again because of Empire Maker. And I met Lindsey...

The life of a broodmare manager is not a glamorous one, which means that the life of the significant other to a broodmare manager isn’t either. Sun up to sundown...

I've led an interesting life. In just 30 short years I have experienced some of the highest of highs and lowest of lows. Recently, I've had the chance to speak...

I'm not a blueblood. At least not in the racing industry. My father was not a famous trainer. My mother did not own Secretariat. My brother has never tacked up...

I went through a horrible horse sale a few months ago. The buyers weren’t honest with their abilities nor their expectations, and I didn’t investigate hard enough to realize it. I...

When I was a small child I earned the nickname "Ramrod". My beloved Uncle Bob would giggle as he watched my evil pony attempt to unmount me time and time...

When I was fifteen, my trainer pulled my mother aside and recommended that I see a sports psychologist. She said I was a much more capable rider than I gave...

“He hit me again.” “Can you see this bruise?” “It wasn’t his fault, I was in his way.” These were the messages my girlfriends received most of the last two...

“Riding isn’t a sport,” the article reads. “YA? Well you try to control a 1200 lb horse with your pinkie,” the meme retorts. “Why doesn’t Valegro get the medal? He...

We have all been in a trust exercise at some point in our lives. Your boss gathers your coworkers, or the RA your freshman year of college gathers your fellow undergrads,...

I went on vacation last week, and as a guilty pleasure, picked up one of my moms romance novels. It was titled “Love The One You’re With” by Emily Giffin,...