It was a long week, a hot week, and I’m ready to move on to next week. After a flawless opening 67, it is beyond frustrating to give all those shots back and finish even for the tournament. It continues to baffle me how I can finish the last 8 holes of a 67 round, take a 30 minute break, and then go out and not drop a single birdie. I know better than anyone that its the nature of the game, but as I try to further my career I need to be aware of these patterns and look for ways to change them. For those that don’t believe golf is by far one of the most mentally challenging sport in world, they have obviously never had to play to pay their rent.
When leaving Florida this week I will remember two things. 1.) It’s hot in the summer. Not hot in the sense that its a good day to go to the pool, hot in the sense that I would look out the window in the morning and start to sweat. Wow. I officially understand the concept of “snowbirds.” 2.) Bermuda is not normal grass. I’m not sure what it is, but it is definitely the ugly stepsister of the grass family. Despite my desire to replant all the bermuda in Florida with what I call “normal grass,” I knew I had to learn to chip out of it. I was really lucky to have a caddie with great knowledge and we spent several practice sessions around the practice green. I hadn’t had that much of an uneasy feeling around the greens in awhile, but after a week of practice my up and down percentage was 70% for the week. Not bad.
My mom and I were fortunate to have a friend of a friend lend us their winter home for the week, and are staying with some more friends of friends this coming week in Richmond. I think the best advice I could give to someone thinking about coming out and trying to play is to plan ahead in order to find places to stay. You may not know somebody in every city, but you probably have a friend or relative that does. It takes some planning and a bit of work, but it is more than worth it in the end.
We have a 14 hour drive ahead of us tomorrow to Richmond, VA and the last event before I finally return home. Looking for a good tournament to end this 6 week stretch so send some positive vibes!
These squirrels are so used to being fed our group on the last day had to chase one away so the girl could hit her shot. Pretty funny, actually.
I missed our yearly family get together (for about the 4th year in a row), so my cousins sent me this. Too cute! Thanks girls 🙂