Golf
February 3, 2009
The most frustrating game on the planet bar none! I only started playing in the middle of summer last year despite protestations that it really wasn’t for me. However, as my lack of fitness means I am unable to compete at the sports I grew up loving – and I have neither the time or serious application to rectify the situation at the moment – an alternative was required. When I say ‘unable to compete’ I think what I really mean is ‘unable to win’. I am hugely competitive and a pretty poor loser at everything from football to badminton to Trivial Pursuits. And if I think I am incapable of winning then I struggle to see why I should participate. It is not the taking part that counts for me…it’s the winning or, at the very least, pushing the winner. I do not like one sided contests. I am not a fan of losing.
I am, therefore, thrilled to report ( with good grace, obviously ) that I have scored my first victory out on the course. I surprised myself but shall not gloat. I think I was fortunate, lucky even. This episode, however, has sparked off my thirst for competition – I have sorely missed things like this for a very long time.
