When you're that good at golf, the separation between you and a scratch golfer is all mental. You've already mastered every shot in golf perfectly. You just can't replicate it every time. The problem is you have a mental lapse each round and those 6 strokes add up quickly.
My friend has coined a term that golfers will identify with.
If he's playing a casual (non-tournament) round of golf, and is playing a hole badly, he'll pick up his ball and announce to his playing partners, "BIPLIR".
"Ball In Pocket Losing Interest Rapidly".
Then one of two things happen. Either that golf humor relaxes him and he goes on to finish a fine round.
Or, he can't get it out of his head, has several consecutive BIPLIRs and then announces he's done and will be the beer caddy for the rest of the day.
I think the BIPLIR has meaning in life beyond golf. At work. On a home improvement project. In relationships.
It's easy to just quit on it. Even for a short period.
But implemented too often, we lose interest in all of it. Being the beer caddy isn't a coveted position in any endavor.
Finish and finish well. In whatever we are involved in. That's the objective.
Use the occasional BIPLIR when it's appropriate. Bad hair days happen.
Remember that the only problem with life is that it's just so daily.
It's 18 holes. It's four quarters. It's till the kids are grown. It's for better or worse, till death do us part.
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