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I'm at work right now. I should be working, right? Instead I'm sitting here being upset that I can't practice even though it's raining and hailing. The weather doesn't bother me. When you go hiking in the mountains for over a week, you learn to get over nature's mood swings.
I've known about disc golf for many years but was nervous about putting myself out there because I was afraid I'd be awful. Also, I'm a perfectionist (I can't help that) and I don't like losing...no one does. Last summer (July 2010), I decided that it was time to get over that and let myself be completely vulnerable with the sport. However, my introduction was with out instruction. My friends said, just throw it and it will happen. Yea, that didn't exactly happen. For the rest of the summer, I kept trying but there was always something missing, not enough power, not in the right direction, not the right discs perhaps? But how was I supposed to know those things if no one was correcting me? I became so frustrated that I quit going with my friends. Luckily for me, I lived in a duplex with a single basket in the back yard. So evening after evening, I practiced putting until it was time to move in September. A couple months later the snow came and there was no one to play with.
But here I am now, daydreaming about getting it in the basket when I should be working. Since February, I've been practicing at Lake Shore by myself. Then I met The Force a.k.a. Wade and Ben Calhoun. I'm grateful for the instruction I've been receiving from them. They are wonderful.