In the rough

I went from being a bad golfer before lessons to an atrocious golfer after lessons. This is NOT what I expected to happen so I did what self-serving individuals do. I rationalized. Conversing with myself, self concluded too many dos and don’ts overwhelmed any natural ability ever in my possession.

It has taken a year for self to conclude natural ability as nothing to do with golf, or, in my case, managing to hit the ball at all.

I think golf is cool because it is willy nilly. Its potency to take you back to zero skill at any time goes against most of what I normally do, which is try to improve.

However, I note improvement in ONE area I didn’t expect. Each time golf shows me who is boss, I realize I am not.

I think that is a cool thing.

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About Mrs. Fitz

Hello! I'm Michele Fitzpatrick, a Chicago writer. Like our town, a work in progress. As a journalist, teacher and writing coach I think all of us live our stories and sharing them creates moments that remind us we're connected. And that is enough.
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