One shot

For the first time possibly ever, my golf swing is feeling good and I am playing confident. I’m still far from being good, but I shot a 44 on the front 9 today with a few missed makeable putts and two atrocious iron shots that I wish I could have back. It’s fun seeing my practice and effort turn into something positive. Only took about two years.

On a similar note, I have a new appreciation for Olympians. Like many, I thought the Olympics were pretty boring but my fiance loves it. She’s made me watch some of the bigger events and athletes such as Chloe Kim and Shaun White compete.

It’s definitely entertaining but the thing that got me more appreciative of the Olympics is just how fragile the opportunity is. People train for the whole lives (and 4 years between) to compete in the Olympic games. The actual competition in most sports typically means <5 minutes of actually performing. Years of training for less than 5 minutes.

I cannot comprehend that pressure. One screw-up in some events means that the games are completely over for you. Luckily, my job doesn’t force me to train for years for one shot.