How a Miniature Horse helped with overcoming
post-accident fear. BY KRISTINA LOTZ
L O T Z Igrew up riding horses. I was the fearless girl that would do an “emer- gency dismount” from a running horse. I had complete trust in the powerful animals. Nine years ago, I began my search for my next barrel horse. I took one on trial to a gaming show to see how he would do. That day, I was nervous for some reason. I didn’t want to get on, and I should have lis- tened to my instincts. While running home, he started to buck. On the fourth one, he launched me. I landed on my pelvis and broke it in three
places. My world fell apart.
YOUR HORSE LIFE
/ Fear Itself /
Suddenly, the thing my life revolved
around was the thing I feared most.
There is nothing like being terrified
of something you love. This was not a
hobby, it was a passion and who I was.
If I wasn’t a horsewoman, who was I?
When I got home from the hospital, I did not want to look at anything
horse related. I told my mom and
husband to sell the horses and anything horse related, even my entire
collection of hardcover Walter Farley
books (which I painfully regret).
I couldn’t even look at a picture of
a horse without my heart racing, my
hands shaking, and uncontrollable
tears. The tears were the worst. How
embarrassing to start crying every
time you saw an image of a horse. I
pretended like I was OK. But inside, I