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A Day In The Life Of... By Candice J. Wanner Cara Holtzingers alarm clock goes off at the ungodly hour of 5:00am. My alarm clock does have a snooze button, a good one, in fact, says Cara, and it does get used A LOT. But, I do manage to get up. The petite, 100-pound Cara then puts on the clothes she left out the night before so as not to miss even one more moment of much-needed rest in the morning. She then gathers up her two-and-a-half-year-old daughter and heads off to work, pausing only to feed her own horse. By 6:30am, Caras at Penn National Race Track, an hour drive from her York home, where she gallops horses for Sandy Martin, a local trainer. By 8:30am, its time for a break and breakfast and by 9:00am. shes back in the saddle again, so to speak. By 11:00am, if its not a Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, or Sunday, which is a race day for Penn National, shes finished for the day. Cara states shell probably hang around for a little while because she dreads the drive home and may meet with her agent or see various trainers about getting rides in upcoming races. But, by 1:30pm, shes usually home and ready for a nap. If it is a race day, she turns around in the afternoon and drives the hour once more and is back at the race track by 5:30pm. Shell then ride in one to five races, depending on how successful she or her agent was in getting her mounts. Shell finally be done around 11:30pm and then will have to face the ride back to York, only to have the alarm clock ring a short four and a half hours later calling her back to the horses. And such is the life of an apprentice jockey.
Anyway, explained Cara, after you ride your fifth winner, every other jockey at the track converges upon you and upends a barrel of ice, water, eggs, ketchup, mustard, and any other handy condiments over your head and then shoe polishes you. This is called the breaking your maiden initiation ritual. When asked where such a ritual developed, Cara laughed and said, I have no idea, nor do I care since it only happens once and mine is over. Now I get to do it to others! Be that as it may, after your fifth winner, youre still an apprentice, or bug rider, for one more full year with a weight allowance of 7 pounds, unless, of course, you ride 35 winners. From the point you ride your 35th winner, your weight allowance for the rest of the year is 5 pounds. I asked Cara what training you need to be a jockey. Cara stated that theres no official training, you just usually start galloping horses at the track for someone. Then, when you feel youre ready, you start asking trainers for mounts. Some riders work for one stable while others, like Cara, ride for whoever will offer her a mount. For the last six months, shes had an agent that helps her obtain her rides. Cara herself sorta fell into the jockey business. She had ridden all her life but was mainly interested in show jumping. A friend of hers who worked for a stable called her one day, said they lost an employee, and asked if she would be interested in galloping race horses. (Galloping is the exercising and conditioning given to race horses to prepare them for competition.) Cara jumped at the chance, naturally, and then eventually decided she wanted to be a jockey. I wish I had started earlier, when I was 18 or 19. Im 27, now, which is old to be an apprentice. I wouldnt trade this job for anything in the world, however. I asked Cara how her family felt about her being a jockey, since its obviously such a high-risk sport. Cara stated that her family has finally accepted it, although they do still occasionally offer to send her to college. I was going to college before and paying for it myself. Now, occasionally, my family offers to pay my way. But they accept I love it and come out to the Off-Track Wagering Center in York when Im riding. My daughter, of course, just loves everything about my job. Cara said, She plays with some of the trainers and owners children at the track and consciously imitates me. Her most common thing is to say to me Ive gotta ride one more horse, Mommy, then Ill be right back. Sheepishly, I guess Ive said that to her a lot. She refuses to kiss me after Ive ridden, though, because Im dirty. She waits for me to get cleaned up first. I asked Cara if people treated her differently, as she is one of the few female jockeys. She said, the fans like the girls because were different and it gives them something to help them decide which way to bet. Some of the other jockeys think they can push us around, but Ive gotten to the point where I hold my ground, and they pretty much leave me alone. When asked her future plans, Cara stated that shed like to one day ride at one of the bigger tracks like Churchill, Belmont, or Santa Anita. But she went on to say, I realize that there is such a small percentage of people who ever make it to the top and Im not as free to pick up and run all over the country for rides because of my daughter. If I didnt have her, Id be riding every single night of the week, not just the four at Penn National. But I do have a child, and I have to make allowances for that. She went on to say, Riding is not just a job to me. Id be riding horses in some form or other even if I wasnt a jockey. I consider myself to be one of the luckiest people in the world because I get paid to do what I want to do and would be doing anyway. I love going to work. When I reminded her about that snooze button, she said, Yeah, but once Im up theres no holding me back. At times, when its sleety or rainy or snowing I might grumble, but I really wouldnt be anywhere else. And that, folks, is how it should be for all of us. Lucky Cara. Top Five Jockeys, Trainers and Horses at Penn NationalJockeys Trainers Horses
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