Week 6 | Friday

Commitment Day

Growing up, my whole family golfed. We would go to the golf course a few times each summer to play nine holes. Everyone was pretty good at the game – especially my dad. He was everyone’s coach. My mom liked the game, but my brothers loved it. They enjoyed golf so much that they stuck with it. Now they, like my dad, golf in a league - together. My younger brother is even teaching his sons how to golf – one of whom can even beat his dad now.

For years, this brother would invite me to join the league. I never thought I was all that great and found the game very frustrating. So, I never went to the driving range. I never went out on my own. I rarely went with my brothers once we were adults. Every year, I would decline my brother’s invitation saying I was not very good. Every year he would tell me I was wrong. Despite my lack of work between rounds, and the fact that I golfed about once every two years on average, I maintained the same score. If I just put in some work, he contended, I would be a competitive golfer in no time.