Ten thousand balls, and now they fly good. So good, in fact, they fly out of sight.
Poking balls through the bubble of my visible range brought the blog's mission to an abrupt halt, and me gasping for enthusiasm.
Some ask why I'm wasting time with all of this anyway. Why be hard on yourself? Enjoy life, instead of grinding on the range. Others say you're not bad, so why be greedy - just take the skills you have and just go play.
Life inevitably pins you up against barriers or walls with seemingly no way through. Sometimes they find you. Better you find them first. Easy to retreat, or call it quits. Crack the code, however, and the wall melts, and a new reality awaits. That's why I do this.
Start with a macro vision, set some lofty goals, and push yourself. By design, if you grind, you will hit a wall. Playing with the guys in Arizona enabled me to witness and to set clear goals for ball striking. Once you commit to being able to do that, then butting your head against the brick wall is kinda easy. Getting through the wall, however, is hard. Just have to disable the quit button.
It's also one of the reasons why I bother with this blog. I love expressing through imagery yet suck at writing. I want to be able to author books, but lack skill to take a tangle of thoughts, feelings and perspectives and pave them onto paper properly. The golf journey spits out unpredictable topics that I have to put pen and paper to it. Though it too is a grind, new bits of expressive awareness are the rewards along the way. Slowly, I'm learning to write.
At the course, but instead of practicing, I'm writing this. Jason Day is melting down on the tube. He seems to be another go find the wall (and not let them find you first), want to quit, but figure out how to crack the wall kind of nut. Perhaps reflection through writing (or, sessions with my golf shrink if I had one), as well as absorption surfing the Tube, are both part of a larger practice paradigm for the golf.
So, yet another fork in the road. Friend of mine today said, "Well you'll just have to learn to hit the ball so you know where it landed without seeing it."
Hmm. Sounds like and interesting path.