Disc Golf

I love disc golf. I've been playing regularly for about 6 months, though my first time playing was a couple of years ago. But today I have encountered something new about myself: I'm not cut out for tournament play.

Today I was playing a round of disc (or frisbee) golf at Icthus' course just outside of Wilmore. I've played it last week and thought I'd give it another try, because I tend to get better the more often I play a course. Now the course at Icthus is not that hard; the baskets are extremely easy to find, the holes aren't extremely long like others I've played, and all of it is in wide-open fields. It's a really nice course. Now, normally disc golf courses have signs at the beginning of each hole that tell you what par the hole is, dependent on how long that particular hole is. But in tournament/professional play, every hole of every course in the world is par 3.

Here is where the tragedy occurs. I finished out 18 holes at Icthus at a +6. One third of the holes I bogied, and I only came close to getting a birdie twice; both times I could never get the disc in. The majority of the time I got the disc into the basket in three. Thus I have determined that I am simply not cut out for tournament play; well, at least right now. I am naturally a competitive guy, so when you put me with other people I will naturally want to do the best that I can. We'll see; perhaps I can learn from friends of mine that are better and from the people with whom I play and have a hope of having the skills of tournament/professional play. If nothing else I can use the fairly good skills that have been given to me by God as a tool for future ministry. I at least won't completely embarrass myself when I take young adults or high school students out for a day of disc golf.

~The ADHD
-Let's go ride bikes!