I'M BACK BITCHES!
I can't believe I started this thread almost 6 years ago. I also can't believe it was 4 years since I've swung a golf club. Time absolutely evaporates. It's so sad.
When we last left off in this thread, I was riding high on my improvements and was insanely motivated to keep practicing and hit the ground running that next spring. I was sure that I was going to start breaking par the next year.
At this time, I had just started working full time as a manager at Jimmy John's. I would start work at 2PM which left lots of time to practice.
I had an abundance of motivation but I seriously underestimated my physical resources.
I'd wake up around 6:30. Drink a pot of coffee and eat two hard boiled eggs, some cheese, and some nuts. Get to the range before 8. Hit balls until about 10, slowly, filming each and every swing. Then I'd drive down the highway to another course with better practice greens and I'd work on short game for another 2 hours. Home at noon, eat something, and get to work by 2PM. Typically home around 11PM.
I did this daily for somewhere between 2 weeks and a month. It's hard to remember. After a couple of weeks, I started to seriously fatigue. But that did not stop me. Didn't matter how tired I was in the morning. After that pot of coffee I had the energy to swing my wedge for a while.
One morning I got to the range late, took about four swings, and realized I was wasting my time. I had no energy left. Wanted to practice but knew I couldn't. I waddled back to the parking lot and puked my guts out right in front of the entrance to the club house. Got home, took a shower, and vomited again. Still went to work like a champion and was immediately sent home by my boss while remarking "the only part of your body that isn't bright red is your face."
I went home, crawled in bed, and wandered around in the neighborhood of death. I stayed in bed for 24 hours. Didn't have the energy to roll over to take a drink of water and barely had the energy to call out to my wife for her to bring a cup and straw to my face. I definitely should have gone to the hospital.
After I recovered, I realized what had happened. I wasn't a golf robot. I wasn't going to be able to practice as much as I wanted to. And because I was also very stupid, I decided it was a better idea to quit completely than to practice and play once in a while and just accept that I wouldn't be breaking 70.
In the 4 years since I left this thread I've grown in many ways. I'm about 50 lbs. lighter. I'm a more complete person. I've experienced a few things. When I started this thread I was a very sheltered, narrow, and low-quality person and my opinion of myself was way too high.
I recently moved from Vegas to central Illinois. This may seem like a horrible downgrade for a golfer but central IL is actually a golf haven. The value you get here is probably unparalleled. There are several courses that you can play for $40-$50 prime time that would cost $500 in Vegas. For $20 or less you're playing a course that would be $60-$100 in Vegas.
I recently started a new job and a few fellas from work invited me to go out and play. I put up a 90 the first day and an 83 the second day with no cheating! After 4 years off! I couldn't believe it. I've been infected by the golf virus again!
I'm going to drill all winter long and then scortch the earth this spring! I can't wait!
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