So, after my breakthrough at the end of last week, when finally I saw a little tempo, some rhythm, and direction, I played a few times. Not surpisingly, I did not have the same success I did when I was out there alone, feeling the love from the air and sky. I find it helpful to watch the better players and I like to go out and note how they make it look so easy, but at the same time I feel frustrated at not being able to play at a higher level myself. It was like that when I learned to play golf a few years ago...watching the low handicappers was the best way to learn course management and swing techniques, but their pace of play is so much different than that of a beginner. I learned to play quickly, and probably (to my detriment) continue to rush. I don't want the same thing to happen with disc golf. I figure my pace of play and tempo will just fall into place eventually.
During the last flurry of activity surrounding the sale of my house this week (a sweeping and sweet/sad family saga that would be fodder for a tv show for at least a year's worth of episodes--a dramedy, to be sure), I have found myself wanting to throw discs around. Therapy? Probably much needed. The reward for getting through the most emotional and stressful time of my life will be to do things that relax me. Maybe I will get out to play again this weekend. Sure hope so. Even though I am still using "training wheels", I am excited still about the first time I can keep up, first time I can really play a few holes well without major angst. I know I will falter, but I am not particularly afraid..just impatient!
The games of golf are filled with what I call "Zen opportunities". Perhaps you just arrive at a point in your life where you need to regroup and find that balance that the game of golf can offer? Maybe that is why I am finding myself drawn to this game?