The New Road

Another round in the afternoon

My plans for a movie with Megan this afternoon crashed so I was alone, had clubs, balls, a couple of buck and sunshine so I headed back out for another nine. I tore the course up this time. Par'd the first. Did well on the second. Had an absolutely sick shot on the fourth. The fourth is a long par 3, about 220 up hill from the whites, I took out my rescue club, took a couple of practice strokes, then just fell into this trance. I heard the crack and the whizz then I looked up to see what I thought was the ball sailing over the green. As I walked up I saw that it had landed on the green all of ten feet off the pin. I two putted, but that tee shot was just wicked.

I was playing alone and so was the guy ahead of me. We got stuck on the fifth waiting for a slow threesome. We got to talking. Turns out he is a real estate guy named Tony who runs his own business, has three kids and enough time to play a round of two. He was struggling with a change to his swing and I was just cooking along.

What a great set of rounds. I think my biggest problem up until now has been mental. I've been so concerned about what people thought about how I played that I didn't concentrate on hitting the ball. Now I have gotten more comfortable and I can zone everyone out at the time when I swing and really concentrate on it. That has helped a ton. Eighteen holes without a skidder ball, and just a few bad chips here and there, primarily because of the mud.

Anyway, sorry to bore you guys with this. I write it down mainly as a diary so that I can have some sense of progress. I think if I spend some time practicing my putts and keep working on my swing pacing I should be able to compete in some local tournaments. There was one just behind Winsha and I this morning, and from what I could see these guys were just your average duffers.