Today was the first day in two years that I loved playing golf in tournament. Let me clarify. I have been learning to play tournament golf for several years now. I was told by several long time tour players that I have to first learn how to play tournaments and not to get overly frustrated with myself so early in my pursuit. Easier said than accomplished. But I've been taking a lot in, learning, growing and finding my game.
Finding my game...everyone is saying that once I do find my game in tournament I will move forward. Today I found it. It was to late to make any head way but let me go a bit further and then finish with a hopeful encouragement.
I've been playing tournaments with a lot of tension. Uptight. Without joy. Don't miss my meaning, I love the game but I've been very tense and uncreative in tournament for two years. I was a musician for most of my life and my job was to be creative but the last years of tournaments I've been attempting to be tied down, put together. Make all the right moves...follow course strategy to the letter but I have lost my game in the process.
Today, on #14 I took a chance and started playing the way I want to play. The way it's fun. I couldn't believe it! I was enjoying myself, I was enjoying the game and I played better! Over all my stats were better, my attitude was better and as I told Matt walking down the 18th Fairway, "This is the first time in two years that I've loved playing."
I didn't make the cut this year. That doesn't mean my year is over, on the contrary it's just the opening two rounds. But I'm headed into a new season of playing that I have been working and praying towards.
Yes, I'm a bit let down with being finished here in Portugal, and wishing I could have found that before I got here but something says it took this moment in time, on the 14th tee box at Gramacho Golf Club in Algarve, Portugal to get there.
Thank you so much for following my continued journey and for those that made this trip possible a huge gigantic THANKS! What I discovered today is life changing in several ways.
Hit 'em hard and look up,
Byron
6 comments:
This makes me smile. And I can see you smiling as you wrote this. And most of all, I can see Papa smile. Great work, Byron!
Cool buddy, I am glad that you have realized that God has made you with the sufficient skill to excel. That you just need to have joy and let Him have fun with you....watch the miracle shots come...and give Him thanks for the help with the wind and roll....lol
Nathan
The first line of this post made me gasp out-loud and say "oh no!", but your amazing gift for seeing the big picture AND the tiny picture INSIDE the big picture turned my frown upside down.
So happy to hear that you have found the fun again, that is priceless!
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Teresa, thanks! You are always looking for the best.
Nathan, bring it on.
RCL, me...see the big picture :-) Thanks for your encouragement.
So excited for you, B! I mean there's the obvious bummer of not qualifying, but the joy of getting your "game" back is huge. Something amazing happens when we stop trying to do things "right" and just start doing things "well." I don't know if that makes sense, but I think it applies to every area of life. When we try to do things "right" we focus on what's wrong, we get tense and stiffled, but doing things "well" focuses on practicing what is good, enjoyable, and easy. I think focusing on "right" is often motivated by fear - usually of what others will think or unrealistic expectations we put on ourselves - and that becomes a vicious cycle.
I think this has been my issue with my music. I've lost my "voice." I'm too afraid to say what I want to say both musically and lyrically. It's not a matter of skill, but my skill gets swallowed by the insecurities I face every time I sit down to write. What a thrill for you to get that back when you play golf!
I just want to say, you've got what it takes to be all you've dreamed of being on the golf course. Getting your game back is just the beginning of a very exciting adventure ahead for you. Enjoy the journey!
Corbin
Thanks Corb. It was an amazing four holes.
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