Lorenzzo Tue Aug 26, 2014 10:52 am
Poe4soul wrote: Lorenzzo wrote: trombettista_vecchio wrote:Lorenzo, you also have some back to the game?
I'd like to but I don't know if I'll have the time or focus. I cycle a lot both road and mountain in the warm season here and am in the gym almost daily. When I gave up golf three years ago I'd gotten kind of bored with it.
Now I miss it. That said, after having a miserable time hitting my first bucket after the layoff, I'm kind of on the fence. It was as though I'd never golfed before. I don't think I'd enjoy golf unless I have at least a good shot at breaking 80 when I play and for me that would require a lot more time than I think I'll have.
How long did you lay off?
Fuck it Zo! Just go pitch and putt a few times a week for couple of weeks. Then hit the range with short irons up to a seven iron. Play a few executive courses and see. If the bug bites, continue. If it doesn't, don't frustrate yourself. Or just find a different reason to golf. I always love a round of golf in the desert when the sun is just rising, or 9 holes at sunset.
Personally, I could chip and putt for hours. Nothing more than a 40 yard shot. But then I grew up getting babysat by my old man at the putting green. Even if I gave up golf, I'd probably keep a wedge and a putter just to dink around a practice green a couple of times a month.
I took a layoff from the game, but it was for almost 20 years. I had no expectations or memories of how good or bad I was back when I played. So, it was like starting fresh without expectations. I play with many players that had game in college or high school. It took them many years to forget that they once were good. It was terrible to watch them struggle, have fits, throw clubs, etc. while only posting a 78. Now that it's been some years, they have kids, a career, etc. they just enjoy getting out and hitting some good shots. I had the same issue with soccer. I quit for a number of years. My brain thought I could do what I once did with ease. It was very frustrating. I've thought about picking it up again. Maybe winter indoor soccer. Now that I'm older I won't be playing against 20 year olds that think they can still turn pro.
The other day I was on my road bike going up Holiday Loop. My plan was to just get the heart rate to 130 or so when fully warm and kind of cruise. I had plans for a long mountain bike ride with friends the next day and didn't want to burn off what I'd have for that. Then all of a sudden this douche passes me on a $10,000 Cervelo and heads up the road. He was wearing a gaudy jersey that made him look like he was in a major race. He had $400 shoes. He smiled as he passed.
My bike outweighed his by about three pounds but so does my competitive spirit. I kicked it into sprint and raced him. It was awesome. We came down the rail trail, went up past the white barn and then towards Thayne's canyon. I thought to myself, this little shit is probably 140, I'm 190 and you don't see guys my size winning races. Didn't matter I pushed past the pain, past the thoughts about tomorrow and after 35 minutes of that lost him back on Route 224 near the entrance to The Canyons.
The next day was sheer fucking torture. Fortunately MB is more about survival and touring than racing...and we were with chicks. Not the feminine type but still chicks.
The point is I'm like HB. I don't need to win all the time but I want at least a shot at it. I know there are some who love the feel of a well struck shot, the cadence of a social round, the crisp of the air in the fall, the camaraderie, the sharing, the process of improving. Well fuck those guys I want to do it well and i want to win. I wasn't only bored when I quit but I was usually playing with guys who were just way better than me and I was a 4.
There are sports where the guy who's better than me is a rare duck. Given the choice I prefer those. I am the way I am and make no apologies. Would I rather be the guy I describe above who can hack and smile? Sure, I'd enjoy everything more I guess. But I'm just not that guy....