I played 18 holes yesterday, and ended up with 111. Although this was my best score yet for 18, obviously it was nothing to brag about. I'm pretty sure I could have done better, and here's why.
Sometimes I'll start a round of golf with one particular thing that I want to concentrate on. Yesterday, I had decided that I would work on making a nice easy swing, and forget about distance. In fact, I had come to the conclusion that a preoccupation with distance is the curse of the high handicapper. So I resolved to forget about distance and just work on making a nice relaxed swing every time.
It worked very well at first. I left my driver in the bag and just used the 3W for most tee shots, and didn't in the least try to crush it. I'd say I was getting 200 yards every time, and straight down the middle. I took the same approach with my irons, and my slogan was "less swing, more club." So on the front 9 I shot a 52, which I was more than pleased with.
But here's the interesting thing. I'd missed some sleep and was more tired than usual, and this fatigue began to kick in after 13 or so holes. I was dragging. I found that the more tired I felt, the harder it was to keep the relaxed swing going. Instead, I started to swing harder, despite my intention to do the opposite. The predictable result was, my swing started to fall apart. In particular I started hitting those nasty pushes. You'd think fatigue would make it easier to make a relaxed swing, but I found the opposite to be true.
Sometimes I'll start a round of golf with one particular thing that I want to concentrate on. Yesterday, I had decided that I would work on making a nice easy swing, and forget about distance. In fact, I had come to the conclusion that a preoccupation with distance is the curse of the high handicapper. So I resolved to forget about distance and just work on making a nice relaxed swing every time.
It worked very well at first. I left my driver in the bag and just used the 3W for most tee shots, and didn't in the least try to crush it. I'd say I was getting 200 yards every time, and straight down the middle. I took the same approach with my irons, and my slogan was "less swing, more club." So on the front 9 I shot a 52, which I was more than pleased with.
But here's the interesting thing. I'd missed some sleep and was more tired than usual, and this fatigue began to kick in after 13 or so holes. I was dragging. I found that the more tired I felt, the harder it was to keep the relaxed swing going. Instead, I started to swing harder, despite my intention to do the opposite. The predictable result was, my swing started to fall apart. In particular I started hitting those nasty pushes. You'd think fatigue would make it easier to make a relaxed swing, but I found the opposite to be true.
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