1. Debbie and I were out the door at 4 a.m. this morning and so began Debbie's long day of a Delta cancellation, Debbie's switch to United Airlines, other delays, and ultimately, ten hours after we left the house, Debbie's arrival at the Newark airport.
2. It's been a few years since I watched several consecutive hours of golf on television, but today I tuned in for coverage of the Men's U.S. Open at Oakmont Country Club and watched the best golfers in the world deal with rain, wind, further changing weather conditions, wet rough, slower greens, steep banked bunkers, and their own nerves and fatigue as they made their way around this brutal (in a good way, to me) course.
I also got to witness some superb shot making and different players' determination to get the upper hand on this difficult and unrelenting course. These golfers' mental achievements impress me every bit as much as their physical ones.
3. I was struck by a comment I either heard or read yesterday about golfers letting self-doubt creep in.
I recoiled.
I never had to let self-doubt creep in.
I was never without self-doubt when I played golf.
And the reach of my self-doubt extends far beyond my days playing golf.
Self-doubt is my old friend.
If self-doubt were to creep for me, it would have to creep out of my mind!
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