Horse Racing: I'm Running out of Horse Power! Nick Peet's Great 08 Challenge My Kingdom. or a Four-Legged Friend
Byline: Nick Peet
ALL the fitness training, the dieting and hard work is to no avail as the closest I have come to climbing into a saddle has been the quality time I spent with the statue of Red Rum last week.
I had hoped to get stuck into some refresher riding lessons over the next fortnight, all building towards next month when I link up with one of the country's best loved jump stables to be ginmy training proper.
But I seem to have fallen at the first hurdle with my horse racing challenge.
Six public stables in and around the Merseyside area were unable to accommodate me with an animal capable of supporting my even slimmed down ample frame.
Not one of the stables I've contacted over the last week or so could rustle up a steed willing to take yours truly on a couple of leisurely trots.
I'm only six two and, these days, coming in under 13 stone it's not like I am Andre the Giant or Big Daddy or anything.
The obvious question is, how did the equestrian world become so Fat-ist!
Where do grown men whose mid-life crisis has given them a sudden penchant to learn to ride go locally to fulfil their desires? …