After many years of being an occasional golfer I have now started to play three times a week and sometimes more. I’m still at the scuffer stage but submitted my first card today towards a handicap. A very satisfying if frustrating game.
Often it is very obvious what the correct direction of travel should be but things get in the way. After clattering into the odd tree, getting buried in long grass and bogged down in sand it is sometimes easy to start doubting oneself.
Others get knocked off course, question their own abilities to cope with the situation and often crack under the pressure of public scrutiny and comment. Their is nothing more daunting than teeing off on the 1st tee right outside the club house window. When things are going wrong a golfer does not reach for the rule book nor attempt to change the rules, processes and procedures built up over many years.
THe good golfer reminds himself of the basics, dusts himself down and gets on with doing the right things. He should not let the distractions prevent him from focussing on what is important and pursuing it with vigour and confidence.