Today was freaking awesome. I got out to the course to see my old golfing buddy, who was cupping a hot choclate and a beanie. I was also sporting one myself, after all, it was a freezing 38 degrees outside. But to my surprise, the range was actually quite busy, with only 4 or 5 mats left open. Taking a spot next to my friend, I started stretching my back, and noticed him staring at me.
"I thought you quit"
"Lol no.. I was just taking a break. Working out.."
After stretching, I started warming up my sing... it felt amazing. My muscles felt great, probably from all my TNT workouts, and I felt fresh and ready to go. Although is was nearly freezing outside, I felt great. I turned around to one of my friends friends, saying "Here goes the first swing in 4 months". My hands gripped the shaft, setting my feet, I twerked it back. Loading, I fired like it was all muscle memory, sending the ball like a rising arrow to space. It took off like a shot, which sent everyone into shock .. except me. Like I said I felt great.
After a solid bucket, without only a couple slices which I plan on ridding soon, I headed to the familiar chipping green.. and another journey started. I remembered how in TW's book he mentioned how he spread around buckets upon buckets of balls around the green and hit them all. So, I went and grabbed 2 buckets of balls, and dumped the all over the chipping green. Some on a hill, some in the sand, some down under the green. After about an hour or two, I knocked them all up on the green surface... every shot was applied with tournament pressure.
I then started pr acting solid scratch play, where I would hit four shots to the chosen pin and attempt to putt them in. After a good 30 or 40 minutes, I committed to 50 scratch chips, 43 of which I knocked in the hole with the putter.
With the sun falling down, the coldness grew ... but I still felt great. My nose sniffled and I knew I was home as I moved to the putting green. Night fell finally, but lights around the green set up my practice round for the night. It had to be below freezing .... but i still felt great! For about 45 minutes, I put up a great practice round for my putter, and slowly can feel the feel of a true pro... although I have a long way to go. It's unbelievable, as when I grip the club I feel full of knowledge although I haven't played in 4 months.. and even then I only practiced for a month. I truly haven't been at the game since I was 9 years old.. as I started at four years old. But I feel like someone who's played the game their whole life.. and you know that's a good sign.
On a last note, I'm going to get in contact with the school counselor Thursday to see if I can take a continuous 8 hours of school, instead of having lunch in between periods. This way, possibly I can get out of school at 1:43pm instead of 2:43.. if she lets me, that'd be f*cking awesome as I can work a couple extra hours.
Day 3 tomorrow boys!