Time For Competition!
It has been months since I played against real competition, and it looks like I will finally return to the Golf Channel AM Tour next month!
Only a few weeks ago I was out on golf. I was on the dramatic verge of shutting down my blog, selling my clubs, and burning all my golf shirts.
However, like my competitive side, my stubborn streak tore through and resisted the urge to give up.
Instead of quitting, I met up with Lee Sanudo, a PGA Professional out of Encinitas California, who was immediately on board to assist in my quest. A mutual friend introduced us, and Lee come into my life in the nick of time!
I could not take one more minute of my bad habits I formed from trying to self-adjust, and neither could my scoresheet.
Lee identified the issue with one small movement that transformed my entire swing. He knew immediately what my issue was and for one diligent hour, we worked on the takeaway. The swing felt foreign, so I knew this change was the right track. I signed on with him that day.
Lee helped rejuvenate my swing, and consequently my love of golf.
What was my motivation for getting professional help, again?
Well, about two weeks ago I played golf with a friend for our weekly league game - and it did not end well.
When playing golf competitively, I have always kept track of both sides' scores. It's a habit; just ask anyone that's played competitive rounds of golf.
I inadvertently gave his team a bogey on the 16th hole instead of a birdie (wrote 1 instead of -1) which gave them the lead over our team by one. They stated one score at the end of the round, and I noted another on our card. Well, we had a discrepancy which did not sit right with me.
Queue Rocky Music.
Regardless, I said "whatever" and walked off (looking back it was not the best way to handle the situation). Being the sickness that is golf, I played their entire round in my head and found my error. I texted my friend immediately to let him know my mistake.
Long story short, their team was not stoked on me keeping score.
This incident had me reeling with questions about my ability and attitude when it came to golf. After weeks of frustration, I knew it came down to one decision: quit or get back to competitive playing. I chose the latter. My reaction sparked a cry for help, leading me to a qualified instructor. Now it feels like the path of least resistance.
In the end, it was not about their score, but about my inability to compete on various levels.
For me, there is no other way to play golf than competitively. Playing competitive golf is a rush like no other! Sometimes this can lead to a head trip, and therefore a trip up in my game.
This past month has challenged me to play by a new mantra: Play honest, play humble and play fast.
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