I'm off once again back down to Lakeland, Florida for the Futures Tour Qualifying Tournament. This is my second go at it and hopefully I can play a little better than I did last year. We are there for 9 days but it's going to be a fun time because a lot of my friends will be down there playing as well. You can follow our progress at www.futurestour.com.
I've been home for less than a week but I'm ready to get back into competition. I've enjoyed being at home for a short time, seeing friends and family once again. I'm still going strong with the P90X workouts, I'm on to week 3 now. I got a massage tonight and he mentioned that I've definitely gotten better with my flexibility so I'm happy with that even if I haven't lost a whole lot of weight yet.
I'm seeing "This is It" with my friend Mindy tonight so I'm really excited about it. I hope it's as good as everyone is saying it is. Welp, this is a short entry but I figured I should let everyone know where I'll be for the next week and a half. The first round starts on November 2 and runs til November 6. I have to head home that night because there's a big wedding on the 7th that I'm soooo excited about! I hope everyone is staying healthy and enjoying the cooler weather!
What I'm Reading: The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold
What I'm Listening to: The Blueprint 3 - Jay Z
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Hey Hey From Our Nation’s Capital
Welp, Mama Dye and I have found our way to Bethesda, Maryland this week. We flew into D.C. yesterday and were welcomed with some wintery temps. I played a practice round by my lonesome yesterday (which I secretly love to do) and jammed out with a little with Michael Jackson. Girls were looking at me like I was smoking crack. Some people take state opens a little too serious. My mom and I drove around and around until I took control and said we are going downtown for dinner! We got some grub and she was a happy girl because she got her ice cream fix for the day. You know, that lady has an addictive behavior. It used to be Sonic Diet Cokes but now that the doctor said no more for you, she turns to ice cream like it’s going out of style. I started doing P90X this past week and these ice cream trips have got to stop! By the way, I officially completed my first full week of P90, only 13 weeks left. Holy moly. People laugh, but you know if I’m going to be on Tour next year, I don’t want to get embarrassed by Wie Wie. This 5’4 frame has got to hold her own.
My high school friend Rosie and my Aunt Cathy
#17 Par 3 at Bethesda Country Club
#9 Par 3 at Bethesda Country Club
#2 Par 3 at Bethesda Country Club
I had my first round of the Maryland Womens Open today. I had a late tee time, which I love, so I slept in and woke to the sound of the deliveryman with my hot breakfast. I promise you, my life sucks. ☺ My longtime friend/high school teammate Rosie, came to watch me for the first 9 and I felt as if I was playing sloppy. I decided to get even sloppier when I made the turn. I actually felt a little anger flare up but I decided that’s no way to be out on a golf course so I decided to go birdie, birdie, birdie, birdie, lip out birdie putt and made par. The birdies were more exciting for the gallery than for me because I just wanted to erase all my nastiness that I had done earlier. I shot 75 and I’m 4 shots back of the leader. My crazy Aunt who also came to watch told me tonight at dinner that I have to make 18 birdies tomorrow, but to not put too much pressure on myself. Ha! Easier said than done but she predicted my birdie string today so we will see if she’s right again. I’m off to bed but will check back in tomorrow when we make our journey over to Winchester, Virginia to see my grandma, aunts, uncles, and cousins. So excited to see them!
What I’m Reading: Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold
What I’m Listening To: Michael Buble, Crazy Love Album
My high school friend Rosie and my Aunt Cathy
#17 Par 3 at Bethesda Country Club
#9 Par 3 at Bethesda Country Club
#2 Par 3 at Bethesda Country Club
I had my first round of the Maryland Womens Open today. I had a late tee time, which I love, so I slept in and woke to the sound of the deliveryman with my hot breakfast. I promise you, my life sucks. ☺ My longtime friend/high school teammate Rosie, came to watch me for the first 9 and I felt as if I was playing sloppy. I decided to get even sloppier when I made the turn. I actually felt a little anger flare up but I decided that’s no way to be out on a golf course so I decided to go birdie, birdie, birdie, birdie, lip out birdie putt and made par. The birdies were more exciting for the gallery than for me because I just wanted to erase all my nastiness that I had done earlier. I shot 75 and I’m 4 shots back of the leader. My crazy Aunt who also came to watch told me tonight at dinner that I have to make 18 birdies tomorrow, but to not put too much pressure on myself. Ha! Easier said than done but she predicted my birdie string today so we will see if she’s right again. I’m off to bed but will check back in tomorrow when we make our journey over to Winchester, Virginia to see my grandma, aunts, uncles, and cousins. So excited to see them!
What I’m Reading: Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold
What I’m Listening To: Michael Buble, Crazy Love Album
My bad...
Hey everybody,
I’ve been meaning to write but it has taken me a while because I have been a busy little girl. Now that I am on the road again, I have time to update!
A quick little refresher of the past 2 weeks (this is more for my own self because I have the memory of a 90 year old thanks to a large consumption of Diet Coke the last 22 years):
My parents and I went the OU-Miami game and sat with the player’s families. I’m pretty sure everyone knows the outcome of that game so we will just leave it at that. Flew back home to OKC to some freezing cold temps. I completely missed the transition of seasons and my sun burned skin wasn’t prepared for goose bumps and under armor. I took off a whole week because I was slightly tired of golf, okay, realllllly tired of golf. Heck, I played for 3 straight weeks without a day off, my muscles and bones were aching.
I spent some time with my brother and sister-in-law, with friends, and catching up on some sleep. I was able to go down to Norman a few times and see the team and hang out with them at the OU-Baylor game. I sure do miss being down there and I really miss the convenience on game days…driving down from the city on a game day is no fun at all!
I’ve been having some problems with my left hand so I talked to a few OU trainers and it looks like I have a ganglion cyst underneath my left pinky finger. I told them I was just going to take a needle to it because it’s pretty painful but they freaked and said NO! …I was only kidding but I want to do something to it so it’ll go away, any suggestions?
Anywho, I was able to run/walk in a 5k marathon for Race for the Cure. I wasn’t exactly excited about paying money to wake up at the butt crack of dawn on a Saturday morning to run that many miles in freezing cold temps but once I got there and saw how many people had shown up, I decided I was where I needed to be. I was with my best friend Whitney for the whole 3.1 miles and we had a blast! I am now going to look into doing more 5k runs and see if I can actually run the whole thing and do it in a respectable time.
I played in a fun 4-man scramble with my long time friend Reece and I played from the ladies tees. I probably wasn’t supposed to play in it, especially from those tees but I had taken a full week off so I was rusty! Reecey and I went on to the Thunder game and sat with some friends and saw Taylor Griffin and the Phoenix Suns play. It was a really fun day and I was able to catch up with some of my favorite people. I saw Couples Retreat with Mindy (waste of money) and Law Abiding Citizen with Cung (I recommend!) and spent the rest of the week practicing and playing at my club and down in Norman.
I decided to watch the OU-Texas game at home even though we had a flight out of DFW at 8am Sunday morning. I’m kind of glad we chose to do that because now I know that I’m not the reason why OU loses on the road. I just found out that we aren’t even ranked in the top 25 and I’m not sure what to think about that. All I want is for Sam to get healthy, maybe get that surgery so he can swing a golf club again and move on to the big leagues. People are always going to remember him as a Heisman winner, one of the best quarterbacks college football has ever seen, and more importantly a stand up guy who is going to be successful no matter how his NFL career goes. Okay this post is getting way too long. As Al Eschbach would say seeeee yaaa!
I’ve been meaning to write but it has taken me a while because I have been a busy little girl. Now that I am on the road again, I have time to update!
A quick little refresher of the past 2 weeks (this is more for my own self because I have the memory of a 90 year old thanks to a large consumption of Diet Coke the last 22 years):
My parents and I went the OU-Miami game and sat with the player’s families. I’m pretty sure everyone knows the outcome of that game so we will just leave it at that. Flew back home to OKC to some freezing cold temps. I completely missed the transition of seasons and my sun burned skin wasn’t prepared for goose bumps and under armor. I took off a whole week because I was slightly tired of golf, okay, realllllly tired of golf. Heck, I played for 3 straight weeks without a day off, my muscles and bones were aching.
I spent some time with my brother and sister-in-law, with friends, and catching up on some sleep. I was able to go down to Norman a few times and see the team and hang out with them at the OU-Baylor game. I sure do miss being down there and I really miss the convenience on game days…driving down from the city on a game day is no fun at all!
I’ve been having some problems with my left hand so I talked to a few OU trainers and it looks like I have a ganglion cyst underneath my left pinky finger. I told them I was just going to take a needle to it because it’s pretty painful but they freaked and said NO! …I was only kidding but I want to do something to it so it’ll go away, any suggestions?
Anywho, I was able to run/walk in a 5k marathon for Race for the Cure. I wasn’t exactly excited about paying money to wake up at the butt crack of dawn on a Saturday morning to run that many miles in freezing cold temps but once I got there and saw how many people had shown up, I decided I was where I needed to be. I was with my best friend Whitney for the whole 3.1 miles and we had a blast! I am now going to look into doing more 5k runs and see if I can actually run the whole thing and do it in a respectable time.
I played in a fun 4-man scramble with my long time friend Reece and I played from the ladies tees. I probably wasn’t supposed to play in it, especially from those tees but I had taken a full week off so I was rusty! Reecey and I went on to the Thunder game and sat with some friends and saw Taylor Griffin and the Phoenix Suns play. It was a really fun day and I was able to catch up with some of my favorite people. I saw Couples Retreat with Mindy (waste of money) and Law Abiding Citizen with Cung (I recommend!) and spent the rest of the week practicing and playing at my club and down in Norman.
I decided to watch the OU-Texas game at home even though we had a flight out of DFW at 8am Sunday morning. I’m kind of glad we chose to do that because now I know that I’m not the reason why OU loses on the road. I just found out that we aren’t even ranked in the top 25 and I’m not sure what to think about that. All I want is for Sam to get healthy, maybe get that surgery so he can swing a golf club again and move on to the big leagues. People are always going to remember him as a Heisman winner, one of the best quarterbacks college football has ever seen, and more importantly a stand up guy who is going to be successful no matter how his NFL career goes. Okay this post is getting way too long. As Al Eschbach would say seeeee yaaa!
Best Caddie in the World
I feel like I should tell people my secret. It’s been on my mind lately, as a lot of things have, and I think everyone would benefit from hearing it:
September was the month of LPGA Q School. Very strenuous, very long, very tiring. California’s sectional did not treat me well and so I was shipped off to Florida for a second chance. I had a rough first round but knew that if I kept going, and kept up the good attitude, things were going to turn around, they would have to.
I was told before I left for California that my destiny was already set. I wouldn’t be able to change it, and to just enjoy the ride as it came. I believed the man who told me that because he is a man of faith and has also been successful on Tour for years and years and knows what he’s talking about. He also told me that no particular golf shot was life or death, which comforted me in knowing that no single shot had greater importance than another.
When I arrived in Florida and met my caddie, I knew that something wasn’t right so I decided to play the whole week on my own, or so people thought. I knew that this would be my last shot for an entire year and I didn’t want to have any distractions or excuses. When people saw me playing that week, they only saw me hitting the shots and only me driving the cart. Little did they know that I had the best caddie in the entire field that week. Some can call me crazy but God was with me every step of the way. I know that my good shots are because of Him and my bad shots are because of Him. When I put my ball in jail, I truly believe that God helps me out of there. I’d like to think we are a pretty good tag team. When I put my approach in the water on the 72nd hole, I knew that my chances were slim to none for qualifying for the final stage. I was so grateful for being in that tight situation, for playing tough for 4 straight days and I knew that God was teaching me a lesson for my future. As the time passed and I saw my name jump up into the top 30, I thought, “geez that was a wonderful lesson but man, I promise I’m a fast learner and can take it with me to the Final Stage for this year!” Sure enough, I made it and my destiny was written in a dramatic fashion.
“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.”
2 Timothy 4:7
You know, when I was watching the OU-Texas game the other day, most would say that Colt McCoy struggled in the first half. I saw that after a 3rd and out he was running off the field and he pointed to the sky. I knew right then what he was thinking. No matter the situation, praise God, stay patient and things will turn out alright. Things turned out alright for Colt and the Longhorns but I just thought that was an awesome sight to see when he could have been down in the dumps. No matter what you are doing, stay tough, stay positive, and give God your absolute best.
I have one more story that’s been on my mind that people may or may not believe but I’d like to share it:
My good friend just lost his dad in a car accident. I was in California when it happened and when the funeral occurred. I knew his dad and what a fun guy he was so I knew that my friend had been hurting. I spend a lot of time at my club with him and so last week we decided to play 18 holes together. He hadn’t played in a few weeks due to the recent events so I figured it would be good for him to get out and play. Right off the bat he started off strong and found himself a couple under par at the turn. Every time he made a birdie or made a great shot, I thought of his dad. I’m really not sure if he thought the same thing but it just made me sad to think that if he wanted to call his dad after the round to say he shot in the 60s, he wouldn’t be able to. It broke my heart because I report to my family after almost every round, especially if it was a good one. On the other hand, it made me smile every time he made a great shot or a birdie because I knew that his dad was able to see every single swing. On one tee shot, his ball was heading straight for the creek and he got a little upset but I told him, “Hey you never know, you might’ve gotten lucky!” Sure enough, we drove down there, the ball was sitting pretty and he goes on to make par. He got a lot of breaks that round and made a lot of good shots as well. He’s a talented golfer but I just can’t help in thinking that his dad was on the bag for that round and I’m pretty sure he will be on there for a long, long time.
(He shot in the 60s if you were wondering.)
September was the month of LPGA Q School. Very strenuous, very long, very tiring. California’s sectional did not treat me well and so I was shipped off to Florida for a second chance. I had a rough first round but knew that if I kept going, and kept up the good attitude, things were going to turn around, they would have to.
I was told before I left for California that my destiny was already set. I wouldn’t be able to change it, and to just enjoy the ride as it came. I believed the man who told me that because he is a man of faith and has also been successful on Tour for years and years and knows what he’s talking about. He also told me that no particular golf shot was life or death, which comforted me in knowing that no single shot had greater importance than another.
When I arrived in Florida and met my caddie, I knew that something wasn’t right so I decided to play the whole week on my own, or so people thought. I knew that this would be my last shot for an entire year and I didn’t want to have any distractions or excuses. When people saw me playing that week, they only saw me hitting the shots and only me driving the cart. Little did they know that I had the best caddie in the entire field that week. Some can call me crazy but God was with me every step of the way. I know that my good shots are because of Him and my bad shots are because of Him. When I put my ball in jail, I truly believe that God helps me out of there. I’d like to think we are a pretty good tag team. When I put my approach in the water on the 72nd hole, I knew that my chances were slim to none for qualifying for the final stage. I was so grateful for being in that tight situation, for playing tough for 4 straight days and I knew that God was teaching me a lesson for my future. As the time passed and I saw my name jump up into the top 30, I thought, “geez that was a wonderful lesson but man, I promise I’m a fast learner and can take it with me to the Final Stage for this year!” Sure enough, I made it and my destiny was written in a dramatic fashion.
“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.”
2 Timothy 4:7
You know, when I was watching the OU-Texas game the other day, most would say that Colt McCoy struggled in the first half. I saw that after a 3rd and out he was running off the field and he pointed to the sky. I knew right then what he was thinking. No matter the situation, praise God, stay patient and things will turn out alright. Things turned out alright for Colt and the Longhorns but I just thought that was an awesome sight to see when he could have been down in the dumps. No matter what you are doing, stay tough, stay positive, and give God your absolute best.
I have one more story that’s been on my mind that people may or may not believe but I’d like to share it:
My good friend just lost his dad in a car accident. I was in California when it happened and when the funeral occurred. I knew his dad and what a fun guy he was so I knew that my friend had been hurting. I spend a lot of time at my club with him and so last week we decided to play 18 holes together. He hadn’t played in a few weeks due to the recent events so I figured it would be good for him to get out and play. Right off the bat he started off strong and found himself a couple under par at the turn. Every time he made a birdie or made a great shot, I thought of his dad. I’m really not sure if he thought the same thing but it just made me sad to think that if he wanted to call his dad after the round to say he shot in the 60s, he wouldn’t be able to. It broke my heart because I report to my family after almost every round, especially if it was a good one. On the other hand, it made me smile every time he made a great shot or a birdie because I knew that his dad was able to see every single swing. On one tee shot, his ball was heading straight for the creek and he got a little upset but I told him, “Hey you never know, you might’ve gotten lucky!” Sure enough, we drove down there, the ball was sitting pretty and he goes on to make par. He got a lot of breaks that round and made a lot of good shots as well. He’s a talented golfer but I just can’t help in thinking that his dad was on the bag for that round and I’m pretty sure he will be on there for a long, long time.
(He shot in the 60s if you were wondering.)
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Halle...Lu...Yuh!
When most people think of Q School they think of the horror stories of missed tap ins on the 72nd hole, they think of going into the water or out of bounds late in the tournament, or they think of missing the cut by just a shot. Believe me, I'm well aware of those stories without having to read the books that have been written. I walked off the 18th green yesterday thinking I was a victim of that awful recurring story.
I was in the first group off for the final round and began with a bogey. Something that I haven't done in quite some time. I recovered with a birdie on the par 5 fourth but followed that up my putting my approach on five into the water for a double. I knew that I had plenty of golf left so I didn't press. I made another long bomb on the ninth for a birdie to go one over at the turn. I can promise you this, I don't remember the last time I hit my irons so poorly. I don't know what was up with me this week but they were nasty nasty. I am pretty sure I hit the ball better as a middle schooler than I did the past few days. I had a really dumb bogey on 11 but came back with a great birdie on 14. I was trying not to get ahead of myself but by being one over with four holes to play, I thought one more birdie would be a great round and give me a good chance to make the cut. I felt like the entire day was a struggle and to be able to score around par would show that it doesn't matter how I'm hitting it, I can find the hole other sorts of ways. I had birdie putts on 15, 16, and 17 but failed to make them so I went into 18 wanting to hit driver but decided to go with the three wood since I had only used my driver twice on the back side. The driver worked well for me all week but for some reason, I used the three wood. No regrets I thought....
I aimed out the right side of the fairway, relying on the big ol' draw I had going this week but it didn't come back to the left so it stayed in the right rough. I get down to my ball and it's sitting down in a crap lie. I have about 162 to the flag with all water to carry and wind that was not in my favor. There is fairway over to the left that goes all the way to the green but I gave that option about 3 seconds and then went back to deciding what club I was going to hit. As soon as I hit the 5 iron I reacted negatively by seeing that ball come out low and short and I did not want to see it splash. I went down to the water, dropped another, hit a 9 iron up and over and two putted for double. The life and energy was completely out of me as I walked off the green. I shook my head and could not believe what a bone head mistake I had just done. That is what a caddie is for, but I should be more experienced to know that I should hit over to the left side, rely on my up and down game and worst case scenario take a bogey and go tally up the scores. But instead I went for it and shot 75. One of the worst decisions I have made in my golf life. I will promise you all that I will never do something like that again.
I think Jesus was shining on me here for the birdie putt
Sitting here in shock, not believing what I just did on 18.
My parents and I left the course and I was planning on going to pack up and head to Miami for the weekend but instead we went to grab some lunch and watched the leader board on our phones. At first my name was one shot below the cut line and I figured that would be a great lesson learned for myself. But as we finished lunch, I jumped ahead of the cut line so I looked at it and tried to figure out how I could be bumped back down below the cut line but it was looking like there was no way that I could be dropped. So we went to our condo, packed up, and headed back to the clubhouse and watched as the news became official. I had made the cut by one! I was so drained that I didn't really celebrate, more relieved than anything. We had a mandatory meeting to discuss the final stage tournament in December held in Daytona Beach, FL. I'm so thankful that there is another day and something to look forward to through the fall.
Izzy B and I representing the Sooner Golfers at Q School
My parents and I drove through Alligator Alley and made it to Ft. Lauderdale. We moseyed on over to Hollywood Beach and walked the boardwalk and found an open air restaurant to eat a late dinner. There are some crazy lookin' people in Miami and it makes you feel kinda normal ha! I went to bed before 11 and never heard my dad snore and never heard the train outside my window go "choo choo!" I think I was a little tired.
We are up and ready to go to Miami Beach, maybe take a little visit to Dash to see if the Kardashian sisters are in town. It's going to take a while to get to Land Shark Stadium tonight because of the traffic so we will head over there pretty early. Say a prayer for my Sooners, my road record is not very good so if we come out on the short end then I promise not to go to another road game this year, especially not the Big 12 Championship because I'll be in Daytona Beach! Thank the good good Lord!!
I was in the first group off for the final round and began with a bogey. Something that I haven't done in quite some time. I recovered with a birdie on the par 5 fourth but followed that up my putting my approach on five into the water for a double. I knew that I had plenty of golf left so I didn't press. I made another long bomb on the ninth for a birdie to go one over at the turn. I can promise you this, I don't remember the last time I hit my irons so poorly. I don't know what was up with me this week but they were nasty nasty. I am pretty sure I hit the ball better as a middle schooler than I did the past few days. I had a really dumb bogey on 11 but came back with a great birdie on 14. I was trying not to get ahead of myself but by being one over with four holes to play, I thought one more birdie would be a great round and give me a good chance to make the cut. I felt like the entire day was a struggle and to be able to score around par would show that it doesn't matter how I'm hitting it, I can find the hole other sorts of ways. I had birdie putts on 15, 16, and 17 but failed to make them so I went into 18 wanting to hit driver but decided to go with the three wood since I had only used my driver twice on the back side. The driver worked well for me all week but for some reason, I used the three wood. No regrets I thought....
I aimed out the right side of the fairway, relying on the big ol' draw I had going this week but it didn't come back to the left so it stayed in the right rough. I get down to my ball and it's sitting down in a crap lie. I have about 162 to the flag with all water to carry and wind that was not in my favor. There is fairway over to the left that goes all the way to the green but I gave that option about 3 seconds and then went back to deciding what club I was going to hit. As soon as I hit the 5 iron I reacted negatively by seeing that ball come out low and short and I did not want to see it splash. I went down to the water, dropped another, hit a 9 iron up and over and two putted for double. The life and energy was completely out of me as I walked off the green. I shook my head and could not believe what a bone head mistake I had just done. That is what a caddie is for, but I should be more experienced to know that I should hit over to the left side, rely on my up and down game and worst case scenario take a bogey and go tally up the scores. But instead I went for it and shot 75. One of the worst decisions I have made in my golf life. I will promise you all that I will never do something like that again.
I think Jesus was shining on me here for the birdie putt
Sitting here in shock, not believing what I just did on 18.
My parents and I left the course and I was planning on going to pack up and head to Miami for the weekend but instead we went to grab some lunch and watched the leader board on our phones. At first my name was one shot below the cut line and I figured that would be a great lesson learned for myself. But as we finished lunch, I jumped ahead of the cut line so I looked at it and tried to figure out how I could be bumped back down below the cut line but it was looking like there was no way that I could be dropped. So we went to our condo, packed up, and headed back to the clubhouse and watched as the news became official. I had made the cut by one! I was so drained that I didn't really celebrate, more relieved than anything. We had a mandatory meeting to discuss the final stage tournament in December held in Daytona Beach, FL. I'm so thankful that there is another day and something to look forward to through the fall.
Izzy B and I representing the Sooner Golfers at Q School
My parents and I drove through Alligator Alley and made it to Ft. Lauderdale. We moseyed on over to Hollywood Beach and walked the boardwalk and found an open air restaurant to eat a late dinner. There are some crazy lookin' people in Miami and it makes you feel kinda normal ha! I went to bed before 11 and never heard my dad snore and never heard the train outside my window go "choo choo!" I think I was a little tired.
We are up and ready to go to Miami Beach, maybe take a little visit to Dash to see if the Kardashian sisters are in town. It's going to take a while to get to Land Shark Stadium tonight because of the traffic so we will head over there pretty early. Say a prayer for my Sooners, my road record is not very good so if we come out on the short end then I promise not to go to another road game this year, especially not the Big 12 Championship because I'll be in Daytona Beach! Thank the good good Lord!!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Swine Flu in the Swamp
Welp, I think I'm officially getting sick. I started feeling like dog doo yesterday on the course. I almost ralphed on 16 green yesterday but held it in thankfully. Not sure what my problem is but I'm not eating much so that's great news! I am thinking it's swine flu because I've had bacon every morning for breakfast. Ha just kidding! I just finished up my third round today. I made the cut last night which was great news. I started off the tournament with a 77 and followed it up with a 73 yesterday. I played pretty steady today...at least it felt like it. I only hit 9 greens which is not a good stat at all but I shot one under so I guess I loved my wedge and putter today. People that know me would be shocked to hear that statement out of me.
I read Play to Play Great by Dr. Rotella this past weekend and I highly recommend it to every golfer. It has some great things in there and I've taken it to the course. It's not an overnight change but by putting his ideas into practice really makes golf a lot more soothing and enjoyable. I hit some nasty shots out there today and afterwards my parents thought that I was losing focus. I think it was because I didn't react in a negative way to the bad shots. One thing Dr. Rotella said was you have to understand that you are imperfect and are bound to make mistakes. I am trying to forgive myself quickly for my shortcomings and understand that those things are going to happen. There is never going to be a perfect round of golf so in order for me to improve, I have to be the best caddie I can be for myself. Like I said in my earlier post I got rid of my caddie this past weekend and I'm thinking that might have been a good move because I've been really focused and I have no outside advice. I kind of like that. At first I was a little leery of how this week might go but people kept telling me, "you've played plenty of tournaments without a caddie and won so don't be so dependable on a caddie." I just had such a great experience in Palm Springs with my caddie so I guess I found out this week that I can play with or without one!
My dad has been with us for the past four days now and he has added more entertainment to the group. My parents are troopers for watching me play tournament after tournament. I sure hope I have as much patience with my kids as they do with me. I think they are enjoying their time down here but we are all ready to get back home and see our dog Penny and the rest of our family and friends. I feel like we have been gone for a month, which we have!
We are taking my dad to Sharky's tonight to eat seafood on the beach. We have been going to the beach everyday and getting seashells. Yesterday my dad and I got in the water and it felt great! One more day of being in Venice and then we are heading east through Alligator Ally to Miami and resting up for the big game Saturday night. I just learned that Sam won't be playing which might be a smart move. I've got all the faith in Landry, it's the big boys blocking for him that worry me.
All of my aches and pains are holding up so far, I just need 18 more good holes and then I can take it easy for a few days. I moved up a billion places in the last two days and am only one shot back of top 30. I love coming from behind so this should be a fun day tomorrow. I'm curious to know what's wrong with my ankle so I will go down to OU next week and have a little visit with the trainer. Back in the day when I was ballin' for the YMCA, I told my dad (who was the coach) that my foot was really hurting and I needed to see what was wrong with it during a timeout. He told me "not now Kendall! Wait 'til halftime you gotta go play." So I was an obedient child and went back out and played. At half time I took my shoe off and there was blood everywhere. Somehow I got a staple in my shoe or sock and it was lodged in my foot. To this day, my dad has not forgiven himself. It's hilarious to all of us now but danget I will play through pain!
Well, we are leaving Panera and heading back to the range to figure out this dang swing of mine. Hope everyone had a great week! Be sure to tune in to ABC and look for us at the game! Boomer Sooner!
What I'm Listening To: I warmed up to the dirtiest song ever, praying no one could hear my music but I'll admit to you all what it was...."Every Girl" by Lil' Wayne. I'm pretty sure the next song on shuffle was a nice Christian song.
What I'm Reading: No energy to read this week...recommend The Last Song by Nic Sparks...it's my fav!
Teeshot in round 2
My parents at the beach
My gallery...Randi was a little too close to the gators...hope she made it out alive!
I read Play to Play Great by Dr. Rotella this past weekend and I highly recommend it to every golfer. It has some great things in there and I've taken it to the course. It's not an overnight change but by putting his ideas into practice really makes golf a lot more soothing and enjoyable. I hit some nasty shots out there today and afterwards my parents thought that I was losing focus. I think it was because I didn't react in a negative way to the bad shots. One thing Dr. Rotella said was you have to understand that you are imperfect and are bound to make mistakes. I am trying to forgive myself quickly for my shortcomings and understand that those things are going to happen. There is never going to be a perfect round of golf so in order for me to improve, I have to be the best caddie I can be for myself. Like I said in my earlier post I got rid of my caddie this past weekend and I'm thinking that might have been a good move because I've been really focused and I have no outside advice. I kind of like that. At first I was a little leery of how this week might go but people kept telling me, "you've played plenty of tournaments without a caddie and won so don't be so dependable on a caddie." I just had such a great experience in Palm Springs with my caddie so I guess I found out this week that I can play with or without one!
My dad has been with us for the past four days now and he has added more entertainment to the group. My parents are troopers for watching me play tournament after tournament. I sure hope I have as much patience with my kids as they do with me. I think they are enjoying their time down here but we are all ready to get back home and see our dog Penny and the rest of our family and friends. I feel like we have been gone for a month, which we have!
We are taking my dad to Sharky's tonight to eat seafood on the beach. We have been going to the beach everyday and getting seashells. Yesterday my dad and I got in the water and it felt great! One more day of being in Venice and then we are heading east through Alligator Ally to Miami and resting up for the big game Saturday night. I just learned that Sam won't be playing which might be a smart move. I've got all the faith in Landry, it's the big boys blocking for him that worry me.
All of my aches and pains are holding up so far, I just need 18 more good holes and then I can take it easy for a few days. I moved up a billion places in the last two days and am only one shot back of top 30. I love coming from behind so this should be a fun day tomorrow. I'm curious to know what's wrong with my ankle so I will go down to OU next week and have a little visit with the trainer. Back in the day when I was ballin' for the YMCA, I told my dad (who was the coach) that my foot was really hurting and I needed to see what was wrong with it during a timeout. He told me "not now Kendall! Wait 'til halftime you gotta go play." So I was an obedient child and went back out and played. At half time I took my shoe off and there was blood everywhere. Somehow I got a staple in my shoe or sock and it was lodged in my foot. To this day, my dad has not forgiven himself. It's hilarious to all of us now but danget I will play through pain!
Well, we are leaving Panera and heading back to the range to figure out this dang swing of mine. Hope everyone had a great week! Be sure to tune in to ABC and look for us at the game! Boomer Sooner!
What I'm Listening To: I warmed up to the dirtiest song ever, praying no one could hear my music but I'll admit to you all what it was...."Every Girl" by Lil' Wayne. I'm pretty sure the next song on shuffle was a nice Christian song.
What I'm Reading: No energy to read this week...recommend The Last Song by Nic Sparks...it's my fav!
Teeshot in round 2
My parents at the beach
My gallery...Randi was a little too close to the gators...hope she made it out alive!
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