Day one of the Yellow Hammer Open I had meandered in with a 75. Not good enough to place in the top ten and not bad enough to hold last place. It's not a good thing to wait for the other players to score poorly to move up the rankings. After day one I knew something had to change. The reality is that for the past 7 months I've not been scoring to my potential. This is a frustrating situation at best, and down right depressing if you let it.
Standing on that first tee of day 2, I realized adjustments were needed and it wasn't in my swing, but my thinking. I had to make a decision to either stand and fight for what was mine, or come to grips with a piece of reality. If I have no fight, no battle in me for playing professional golf, then I'd better head home, fold up shop and enjoy the game as an amateur. Which is not a bad thing but it's not good when you call yourself a professional!
I love the game. I'm going to love the game whether I play professionally or as an amateur but to play tournaments, in either category, requires a level of battle I had not emotionally or mentally entered. I think we all have to face that question from time to time no matter where our chosen paths take us.
Walking off #18, to the scores table, I realized I had just battled my way up the score board and I shot my lowest score in tournament golf. I discovered that I do have fight in me for this game and this has set me on a new piece of my journey. The fight is a good thing. It's tiring at times, but it's a good tired.
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