Just got a new driver (after missing most of the fairways today - I think I hit 4 of them
) to replace the timeless classic Big Bertha Steelhead I've been using off and on since I started playing. The TaylorMade R580xd, which I managed to hit straight in the test room at Dick's Sporting Goods, and I mean dead center
. I'll find out how I hit it real-world style tomorrow when I play in the scramble for my work at the same course I played today.
Last year I think I drank more beer than hit good shots
. This year = no beer
.
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My Current Phenomenal System
I love life...Yeah, I'm sad, but at the same time, I'm really happy that something could make me feel that sad. It's like...It makes me feel alive, you know. It makes me feel human. The only way I could feel this sad now is if I felt something really good before. So I have to take the bad with the good. So I guess what I'm feeling is like a beautiful sadness.
Courage and perseverance have a magical talisman, before which difficulties disappear and obstacles vanish into air.
The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them-words shrink things that seemed limitless when in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller but for the want of an understanding ear. - Stephen King, intro to "The Body."