Day #13
We have made a date with our friends to watch the Belmont horse race at Shank's today.
I love horse racing. It reminds me of all the time I was at the track with my mom and dad as a child growing up. Mom would pick her bets by watching the horses tails and ears. She would follow her gut and instincts with what she read the horses. She was a horse lover. Dad, he was more serious. He would study to program and odds. I don't remember them winning big or anything, but is do remember mom would ask me which one I liked and would pick the odd horse for me. I was no more than 6 to 10 years old. My job as a kid was to keep track of my parents. I would run and find dad and check up on him and then run back to mom to check up on her. I would have to report back to each parent respective. I remember these as fun times growing up.
Now, when I tell people about me going to the track, I get people turning their nose up and complaining about gambling. Yes, it is gambling but for me, it is more about walking down memory lane. I do realize the risks of gambling as my parents, especially my dad did this as a hobby. A hobby which I would consider being an addiction. I realize I love it so much but witnessed how it affected my dad and mom. With this in mind, I realize there is a huge possibility I too could become addicted to gambling. But having witnessed what happened to my parents, each time I leave a casino or racetrack knowing it was just entertainment and I can walk away freely, it is a lesson in self-control and prevention for a possible addiction.
Horse racing for me is entertainment.
It was a wonderful day spent with amazing friends, Dave, and Michele Pedersen.
As I lay my head on my pillow, I am grateful for an amazing day.
Until tomorrow.
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