I started playing golf about 6 months ago on a bit of a whim. I'd always wanted to learn but was intimidated and really didn't know where to begin. I took lessons through the winter and started getting the hang of it. Mostly, I loved to apply all the little things together that make up your swing, to see if I could get that little ball up in the air straight ahead of me. I played my first round of 18 of the Spring on Friday. It was mostly pretty bad. I did, however, win the ladies longest drive award. Then again, I was the only lady in the tournament :-) I was a bit intimidated by my all-male foursome of life long players. Plus, I stupidly hadn't been to the driving range in about 6 weeks. Stupid. Golf takes routine. Practice. Habit.
Today I was back at the driving range, hitting a few balls. I started out with a few drills. Simply. Enjoyed the breeze and the 70 degree weather. It was delightful. And then, wouldn't you know it- whoosh! Up, up and away. Back to nice drives. Straight drives. All I had to do get back to the basics, take it easy, and enjoy myself.
I immediately realized golf is a great analogy for any challenge we may experience in life. I simply choose to acknowledge that I'll never be great at it- but if I keep practicing, I can be pretty good. KG got her groove back.
