
When I first started playing golf, my mind was so crowded with instructions it almost hurt. Keep your head down. Don’t sway. Relax your grip. Turn your shoulders. Don’t forget to breathe. Every shot felt like I was trying to remember a 10-step dance routine and it would have been thumbs down for execution.
Over time, like many golfers, I simplified. One or two key thoughts were enough to get me through a round. But then came the inevitable dip in form when everything seems to unravel. And that’s when the real battle began, not just with my swing, but with my mind.