Yes.
This probably won’t make much sense to most people but I have a horse and I compete in Eventing (like a horsey triathlon consisting of dressage, show jumping and Eventing).
At my level, there is a championship in which is run alongside the top level competition in the sport in the world. It’s notoriously difficult to qualify for; top 2% of around 10,000 people qualify.
I qualified with a horse I trained myself. In the run up to it, we hadn’t had the best time. I’d had a bad fall a couple of years previous and had really struggled with my confidence cross country which my horse picked up on and started refusing jumps. None the less, we made it to the championships.
We had a decent but for us, average dressage score. We had an unfortunate pole down show jumping (she’s incredibly careful and only pole we had in 2 years d’oh!) then it was on to the cross country. Toughest course I’d ever ridden, less than half the competitors went clear. My awesome little horse nailed it; it was a foot perfect round without a single mistake around truly haloed turf. We didn’t place due to the pole down but when I got home I just sat in the field for hours in sheer bliss.
It was the best day of my life. Years of hard work boiled down to those few moments and she delivered. I’d had a severe spell of depression in the run up to it but at that moment, nothing mattered. We’d achieved what I had set out to do a good 7 years previous and I just sat there and basked in that.
It probably sounds OTT to most people, but I had dreamt, breathed and slept that championship for YEARS and to go and ride there and have such a fantastic ride…it was everything.
She qualified again the next year and it was cancelled due to covid but it was just as well really; I wouldn’t want to go back, do badly and ruin the memory because it was perfect.