I was fortunate enough to be introduced by my late dear Poppy at a young age. While plenty of friends and peers scoffed at playing golf growing up, there was something about it that had me hooked immediately.
Whether it’s the ability to evaluate, gauge, and hone in our game to seek the results we desire, the many different fundamental skills and areas of which we practice to achieve our on-course goals, or the simple fact that no one shot is ever the same. The trajectory of a round can change in one swing.
That feeling when we’ve had every bad break possible and nothing seems to be going our way, to the point we just want to give up. Then, somehow, some way, something clicks and it all starts coming together in time to finish the round on a high note. Or those times we’re having the round of a lifetime, just to have the wheels begin to fall off down the stretch as we watch that personal best slowly slipping out of our grip.
Although many moments are humbling, those glimpses of greatness always bring us back. At the end of the day, it’s you against the course. Only we control what happens over a stretch of 18 holes. Even if we’re in the midst of our worst round, the struggle and madness never truly feels like a wasted 4 hours. We can still find that magic. We’ve done it before. All it takes is one swing. Don't ever give up and never forget:
A bad day
on the course
always beats
a good day
at work.