We equestrians have something in common with curlers, bowlers, fisherman, and NASCAR drivers. That is, we tend to consider ourselves participants in a sport, though the world at large often asks, “Isn’t that more of a hobby?”
We could debate all day about the definition of a sport and where physical effort must intersect with physical skill. However, I think a more interesting question is whether a rider is an athlete.
In this post, I explore the hazy line between equestrian and athlete and share my conclusion about which side I want to be on.
How I Became an (Unexpected) Athlete
For the first thirty years of my life, I didn’t consider myself an athlete.
I was the kid who preferred books, animals, and blackberry picking to any kind of team sport. My parents made me try all the things: kiddie soccer, basketball, ballet, softball, swimming, track. I liked some better than others, but nothing stuck. By the time I hit high school, I had no interest in trying out for any kind of team.
In undergrad, I became what I’d call an “exerciser.” I jogged or went to the gym, maintained a healthy bodyweight, and had no trouble meeting the demands of farm life. I rode horses and rowed rafts and spent a lot of time outdoors. I even completed a half marathon once, but that was mostly about running away.
By my late twenties, I’d discovered nutrition, strength training, and the “functional fitness” approach to human performance. I started lifting heavy weights. I did pull-ups and hill sprints. Outside the gym, I not only rowed and paddled, but also canyoneered, backpacked, skied, and climbed. I also fell in love with endurance riding and racked up classics, multi-days, and a couple 100’s.
For the first time in my life, it dawned on me that I felt like an athlete.
Does Riding Endurance Make Me an Athlete?
An athlete! Me!
But…was I really? My only official sport was endurance.
Try as I might, I couldn’t get comfortable with the notion that distance riding, in and of itself, was what made me an athlete. In truth, endurance riding was one of the easiest wilderness challenges (physically speaking) that I was engaged in at the time.
I also noticed that, for whatever reason ~ advancing age, cumulative injuries, chronic illness, family responsibilities ~ a lot of riders made it through distance events on grit and knowledge, despite an absence of noteworthy fitness.
That’s not a moral judgment; it’s just a fact. And it made me consider: If someone who doesn’t especially condition herself can do as well or better than a fit person in the same event, then simple participation in that event does not make me an athlete.
Allow me to clarify: I believe fitness and athleticism are distinct from one another. It seems to me that a person can be fit without being an athlete, or be an athlete without (yet or still) being fit.
Back in my “exerciser” days, I was reasonably fit. But I didn’t intentionally train to improve my physical stamina and skill to better engage in sport. I wasn’t an athlete yet.
On the flip side, one of the athletes I respect most, ultra runner Tommy Rivers Puzey, recently spent months in a hospital bed, enduring a grueling race against a rare cancer. He could scarcely open his eyes, let alone run, but he was an athlete still.
That said, I think it’s fair to say that fitness and athleticism do tend to correlate, especially over time. An athlete may not appear fit at a particular moment, but he or she will usually manifest change in that direction as months or years go by.
Anyway, so what if riding endurance doesn’t make a person an athlete? Not everyone wants to be an athlete.
There are plenty of other reasons to ride: Get out in nature. Bond with your horse. Spend time with friends. Recreate. Improve your horsemanship.
Distance riding can be about meditation, social connection, exploration, play, or knowledge. It doesn’t need to have much to do with fitness at all.
Indeed, this sport is special because it allows non-athletes of all ages to play a thrilling, glorious, risky, challenging game. It is a gift from the horses, really, that most of us cherish and none of us deserve.
The Athletic Rider
We equestrians have a way of getting prickly about the physical demands of our sport. We brag to our officemates about pushing wheelbarrows and hefting oats. I’ve even heard riders compare posting the trot for 25 miles to doing squats for hours at a time. (To that one, I’m just going to say it: If you really believe that, sister, you’re either posting wrong or you’re squatting wrong, or both.)
The truth is, farm chores notwithstanding, achieving our potential isn’t going to come from distance riding alone. The truth is, whether we like it or not, the horse really does do most of the work.
Yes, even when we ride fast. Even when we ride well.
Ouch. I know. Ouch.
I’m not saying endurance riding isn’t hard. It is. It takes knowledge, persistence, and courage. Riding 100 miles in a single day hurts like hell. But I’ll bet it doesn’t hurt like doing about any other sport for the same length of time. (Except maybe golf. Or baseball.)
I run for my horse. I lift for my horse. I stretch and fuel and recover so that I can be there for him ~ really be there ~ in the dark hour on the mountain when it’s just the two of us surging over unseen trail, my hands in his mane and his body in my mind, melting together into a single, sweat-soaked creature that is worthy of being called Us.
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