Yesterday, They Lost Their Leader…

Yesterday, we received an email from our dance studio that our littles had lost their leader. It was shocking to read, and even harder to comprehend. It’s especially difficult for us to deal with since Evie had developed such an amazing relationship with her. Her subtle change from drill sergeant to mom in 2.2 seconds was something that made her the perfect fit for our baby. Maybe the issue was she spent a bit too much time in mom-mode and not enough in military mode for some parents. Maybe there was a family  issue that wasn’t able to be worked out. Perhaps it was something all together different, but all I know is that I am devastated that Evie won’t get the chance to experience everything that this amazing woman had to teach her. 

From the few private lessons that we were able to sneak in this year, to the competition days where we lost our child for hours to the incredible person, we felt it was the absolute best place for Evie. Even though I have a feeling that she will never see this post, I just felt the need to say this. For what ever reason there is behind your departure, just know that you are loved, missed and we will always remember the lessons that you taught your littles! Thank you for being you and don’t ever change.

Back In The Swing Of Things

If you are a regular reader of this blog, you probably know me pretty well by now. Of course, since this started, the golf course hasn't exactly been a huge part of my life, in fact, after 2007, I haven't spent much time there at all. This year, I've decided to make a change and start going back to the game that I love and trying to get out once a month or so with my dad or some friends. So far, 2016 has been pretty good as we have played 4 rounds this year, two of them were even dry!

Getting out has led me to put my 2005 Ping S59's and break out my 1988 Wilson Staff irons, as well as helped me learn a bit more course management. Playing some of my old haunts, I've found I'm not long enough any more to get far enough into trouble to make an easy escape, but I'm not in control enough to stay completely out of trouble with longer clubs. This means more irons off the tee, especially my perfect draw 3 iron that moves about 230 yards down the fairway when I hit it. I can turn up the distance on holes that need it and keep up with the big boys with that unconventional thing in the video, called "my swing" but really the yardage only helps when I leave myself a solid 100 yards in. Anything shorter and I start guessing on half or three quarters swings and such.

My lesson for the day, don't be afraid to be different. Don't confine yourself to the "golf box" and have a picture perfect swing. Go with what makes you consistent. For me, it was setting my feet, then the club face, and then following through, or the triple F's... Feet, Face, Follow through. While I'm not back in the 70's yet, I have a feeling with a few closer approaches, and a few putts dropping, I will be very soon.

Here's to getting that single digit handicap back!