I don't love golf, but Scott does and wants to try out as many courses as possible before making a decision to join a country club. We just finished our third round in three days. I'm exhausted. Today was especially hard because we had a caddie join us. This means I had an audience for 18 holes. I have severe performance anxiety so this pretty much caused me to freeze up. I don't care how pleasant and easy-going a person is, I can't shake the feeling of being watched and judged. Plus the chattery golf banter that goes on makes me feel like an imposter. I don't understand about bogies, chipping, slicing, greens speeds or scrambles. It's like a foreign language. I don't know which club to use and I especially don't know where the cart can and cannot go. Suffice to say, I'm a ball of stress when I play, but even more so when someone is watching. And it's supposed to be a relaxing, fun game?
I flubbed my way through and even hit a few unexpected great shots. But, don't sign me up for a membership any time soon.
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