He got a bit carried away.
He took video instead of photos. And he created a pretty wild fantasy. But it's a fantasy I love since if I were granted some number of wishes, one of them would be to ride dressage at the highest level and, yes, represent my country in the Olympics. Of course, reality is that I will be lucky to advance within the lower levels, at local shows.
I had no idea he was going to do this. I would have dressed the part, had I known. So here I am, riding in western boots, no white breeches and no shadbelly:
But I got to stand on the top of the awards stand! ...with a muck rake....