Spent the Day Down at the Track

My new girlfriend is involved with some rich people and they invited her down to the track this afternoon. They had some small involvement in one of the horses, or at least that was how it was explained to me. We were up in the jockey club for a little while, but they did not like the fact that I was not wearing a tie. It is that sort of place and I was just not dressed like a millionaire. I was dressed like one of the stable boys who help out the racehorse trainers. I really had no clue how dangerous this stuff is though. It is easy to see how easy it would be to get really bad hurt when you watch the start of the race from up close. That is where the real show is and that is what we were doing. We went down there and watched them getting the horses in the starting blocks.

Those horses are really big and powerful. One of them probably weighs around three quarters of a ton or something like that. They do not always want to get in that starting box easily. Then after they leave the gates there are like ten or a dozen horses and all of them are trying to get out in front of the other horses. The jockeys are swing the little whip things, they call them crops. A lot of the time they are going to all get in a great big pile up at that first corner. They try to get in front obviously and that is where they are all fairly even and all of them want to be in the same place. They want to be out front along that rail. That is the shortest way around the track.