Golf Day

With all the emotional crap happening from the past week, nothing like a round of golf on a Sunday morning - AS USUAL - to make the world right again. We were at Roosevelt this morning, Scott and I joined by Daniel Healy and a Penmar regular just trying this course out for the first time. I didn't really care how I played today, I was just glad to be out there. That isn't true. OF COURSE i care about how I played. I always do! But I haven't had a decent golf game in a while now and I simply don't wish to dwell on the negative. Too much of that already in the past few days. If EVERYTHING IS ME PUSHED OUT, and I was actually aware of how my patience was wearing thin all week long already, then I also have to bear at least part of the responsibility for some of the negative experience right? And so today I just told myself I'm going to make whatever adjustment I need to do shot by shot and see what happens. All the bad shots are mental I do know that. Nothing physical about them at all. The confusing part is how bad I am at the fairways and how I am pretty competent on my tee shots. I mean first hole... line drive straight down the middle landed 60 yards from the hole. 2nd shot missed the green as an overshoot but that wasn't bad. Missed the par putt from there. 2nd hole was terrible. I dribbled down the fairway. In the meantime, Scott had pars on 2 of the first 3 holes and landed his fairway on the 2nd hole in 3. On the next 3 holes I had really nice tee shots. Followed up by decent 2nd shots. Hole 4 i was on the fringe after 2, same with Hole 5 actually. But I missed par putts on both. And they weren't even close. Hole 6 I almost hit Daniel again standing off to my right. THAT was mental. And a repeat of the same mishit from the first time he played with us on this course. I REALLY NEED TO WORK ON MY MECHANISMS AND MY RHYTHM. I missed a long par putt on Hole 7 and on Hole 8 I did manage a bogey after my first 2 shots were good again. If not for landing my 3rd shot in the sand I might have had a par. And then finally on the last hole, I was on the fringe after the tee shot. And again missed a par putt. So I actually didn't play too badly. I guess I have to practice my putts. Or at least get the approach shot closer huh? At least I got out to play and get my head straight. Everything is ok.

With golf all done, I looked forward to just cruising the rest of my Sunday like I always do. I binged a little on Person of Interest last night, meaning I stayed up until 1 AM. Which meant that a nap this afternoon would do me very well. It was a hot day out there today and although I took advantage of the shade whenever I could (see pic... or is that annoying look because of the way I was playing?) and then picked up salmon kabobs and lentil soup at Sidewalk Grill on Vermont. I was actually home by noon and eating my lunch 15 minutes thereafter. And I did actually manage a 20 minute nap although my Fitbit didn't recognize it. I still got to close my eyes and let my body sort of do self-recovery. Afterwards I thought about the week that was and despite the emotional blip courtesy of Lisa towards the end of the week, I actually felt good that Johnnie and I got to spend some really quality time together starting Monday. Who knew that that trip to the doctor would be the highlight of the week?! Later on, Lisa would call to report that Johnnie is now developing new spots on his face and neck which meant that it probably wouldn't be a good idea to hold him back from school a little longer. I must admit that I really wanted him to go to school tomorrow, only because I did not like the idea of him falling behind though that thought in itself is probably not rooted in reality. He's ahead in reading in math I'm sure. It's writing I would focus for him to get better at. Maybe it's a control thing with me, sort of an ethic I wanted Johnnie to model. Show up every day, work harder than everybody else. Mamba mentality. Then again I have to remind myself he's not even 7 years old. My gut actually says that if he's exhibiting more spots, it's a message and we need to heed it. And so I agreed with Lisa. And then when I got off the phone, I did a remote healing session for Johnnie. He'll be ok. After all, i reminded myself that all that bothered me last week sort of took care of themselves didn't they? All goes in my favor doesn't it?!! Worried about Lisa's healthcare insurance transition? She took care of it herself! Done and done! Should give me at least an extra $250 in my paycheck! And so I worked on calming my own controlling mind. And made myself some beef stew for dinner. And watched an episode of the Walking Dead. And almost fell asleep on the couch. Ready for a new week. Short week. My birthday week. Should be interesting. But most important... have i recovered from Lisa's latest barrage. I think so. I hope so :)...