Life Lessons from Golf School by K. Denise Holmberg
For Christmas, my husband and I gifted each other a trip to Tour Striker Golf School in Phoenix, Arizona. I hit more golf balls in a single day than I had my entire life. The school lasted three days and my body still ached a week later. But it was a good ache. The process was tough. But the more I think about it … it was brilliant. Day One: Analyze everything. They carefully studied all parts of our game. They watched us swing, pitch and putt. Took video for us to see. Even hooked us up to futuristic machinery and turned us into onscreen avatars. All to examine every movement. They broke it down. What was working and what wasn’t. What could be redeemed and what just needed to go. Day Two: They began to build back up again. For me, it was with five words you don’t want to hear at golf school: “ Let’s begin with your grip. ” It’s the most basic place to start in golf. But the grip has to be right … or everything else is wrong. They poked and prodded, drilled a