Running out of time.
There is a bit of desperation in my heart. Change takes time and everyday there is less of it. First things first, I need to fix my clubs.
Last Friday I went to my club builder and checked the swingweight and made a few adjustments. We added a significant amount of clubhead weight to my entire bag. After my last lesson, it was clear I wasn’t feeling the clubhead in the backswing and built up a nasty tic to start my transition.
Despite all my effort and an impressive practice streak, I didn’t see the slightest change. The only slight glimmer of hope was that I am becoming more aware of it when it happens. In the stages of competence, I am finally drifting into conscious incompetence. I know there is an issue, and I’m working on it. I’m just not seeing the progress.
My coach was right: this will be the most difficult thing I’ve ever tried to change about my golf swing.
We did play on Sunday, even in the cold and wind. I felt I was striking the ball much better already, whether from all of the work I’ve been putting in or from the change in swingweight. Either way, that was the positive for the week.
The negative came on Monday when I went back to the range and couldn’t muffle the tic. Like a nagging pain, it came back and refused to go away. At this point it seems more neurological than physical. Perhaps I need a therapist.
At the end of the day, the trending line could be going back in the right direction. All I can do is control my effort to keep it going that way.