So,
Where do I start? I’m a big guy, we’ve been over this. Today was the day I’ve been waiting for...
Texas AM qualifier -
8:42am tee time today, heat index maybe 100°. The humidity was just unbelievable today. Cool, I live here I have everything I need for my big ass to get around this track. 7015yds of pure housing development track, absolutely terrifying for me. Cool, let’s play...
I started on #10 today. A fucking par 3. Who the fuck puts a par 3 at the turn? A psychopath probably. A damn serial killer I reckon. Fuck it, 8i, 2 putts, boom par, fuck you architect. Moving along, par 5 12th, I don’t play it like a dipshit, boom, birdie. Guess who’s not shooting a fucking 90 today? Next hole, bogey 😐. Spoke too soon... Moving to #14, birdie, boom, back to -1. In my head I’m thinking “Yo, you’re only through 5 holes, lock it the fuck up”. Move to par 5 17th, 110 out, easy right? Nope, yanked at it like I just seent Carmella Bing walking by. Perfect. Bogey. I make the turn at even par.
By now, my big ass is letting me know, “Hey bro, I can kill you on a Monday if you want? Just keep playing if you want me to.” Moving on...
Par 3 #4(13). Hit my tee shot with my purse and end up short. Bogey 🤦♂️. +1, like an idiot. By now, I’m done. I’ve tried to keep it together mentally but, the heat was just murder. I couldn’t replace what I was losing through sweat quick enough, I knew I was dwindling, and very quickly. Take a par on 14 and then proceed to go +4 through the next 4 holes. And I’m lucky I finished. Even Par would have gotten me into a playoff and -1 would have secured a spot.
I had it. I could fucking taste it. After so many ugly competition rounds, this was it. Then...my body said no. I was gassed, every shot, too tired to think clearly and it cost me. My body cost me 4 shots, I believe if I kept it together, I could have birdied 1 of those remaining 5 holes. I really believe I could have but... I didn’t. I went +4 and on to post a 77.
Conclusions -
Actually use the Peloton downstairs.
Diet hard. Create an emergency and drop LBs
Never forget the back nine from today if you lose motivation to lose weight.
I can actually play decent golf, just not for 18 holes.
Two qualifiers left this year. Houston City AM (early August) and Texas MidAM (late July).
Work hard or hang it the fuck up. I can do this. I just need to do it.
Start on a fucking par 3 😂 really bro? C’mon man. 
