Golf is a funny game

There is something profoundly strange going on with my golf game lately, and it probably is a good illustration of life in general.

I am playing the best golf of my life right now. For almost 4 years I worked on my game, tried hard, but the game just continued to frustrate me. There were days when I couldn't drive to save my life, while on other days I would chip or putt like an idiot. All in all, I remained pretty much where I was, barring minor improvements.

Over the last 8 months I have been unable to play more than once a week since I have had a full time job. This has meant that I play less often, but look forward to the weekend game all week. It has also meant that I don't practice at all. I just show up for my weekend game and play. Bottomline - I think less about my game, have minimal expectations about the score, and enjoy it more.

And all of a sudden, I have started playing a lot better. I have played 3 of the best rounds of my life in the last 2 months and I have not put in any work on my technique at all.

I have heard lots of people say that golf is a mental sport like no other. My recent experience tells me that perhaps they are right.