Slowing Down My Backswing


I am an intense person, by nature.  The moment immediately after I roll out of bed, shower, and have my first sip of coffee in the morning, I’m like a bullet shot out of a gun.  It doesn’t matter whether it is a workday or a weekend, there is always something that I have to accomplish.  Weekends for me can be more draining than the work week: cleaning, cooking, canning, gardening, drinking, crafting, organizing… anything I do, I do it well and to excess.

So, when a few of my girlfriends talked me into a weekly women’s golf clinic, I was reluctant to say the least.  I mean, have you ever tried watching golf on t.v.?!  Boring.  My kind of sport involves pounding concrete while listening to Skrillex, swinging a bat at balls being lobbed at me in a batting cage, and high intensity cardio workouts.


Two classes in, and I actually…. love it.  I have had marked improvement since I have begun (read: actually hitting the ball instead of air), and have taken back a couple of life lessons to boot.

Not everything in life takes the same approach.  As far as golfing goes, I was not going to hit the ball if I took the same stance as I did winding up to whack a softball.  Just like life, each circumstance is not going to have the right outcome if you approach it the same way.  Every situation takes a little evaluation, deciding the approach, getting a good grip, squaring your shoulders, then handling it.

Use the proper instrument/tool.  This is obvious in the golf world, even for a novice like myself: the different drivers and irons produce different outcomes.  In life, however, this is not as easily perceived.  For example, I know that I can clean my house top to bottom.  But, throw in a full-time career, a part-time military career, a family who needs to eat, two kids in the house with two different sports schedules, laundry, a beekeeping hobby, a family pet to take care of… the list could go on and on.  We ended up hiring a trusted friend to come in once every two weeks to deep clean the house.  I look at the money spent as an excellent instrument as a means to the end.

Slowing down my backswing.  This one was big for me.  On the driving range, I was attempting to whack the ball… and missing almost every time (or, spinning it off towards my co-golfers and instructors if I did make contact).  One of our instructors kept insisting that I ‘slow down my backswing’.  While I thought I was creeping at turtle speed, he kept urging to “slow it down”.  After quite a few practice swings, and an almost delayed hesitation midair, I did it.  People, this is big for me.  I can’t even walk slow.  But his advice resonated with me on a life-scale as well.  I am always so concerned with accomplishment that I have forgotten about taking the time to slow down and concentrate on not only the task at hand, but myself.  I rush through life doing, doing, doing, and am completely missing the big picture of it all.  While I can’t say that I have completely slowed down, I have made an honest approach at decelerating and decompressing at night and on the weekends.  Yesterday, I took a day of leave from work to spend the afternoon with my daughter at the Botanical Gardens, walking hand in hand, enjoying the outdoors and beautiful scenery.  Tonight, I plan on doing… nothing.  No projects, no nothing.  Maybe we will watch a movie, maybe not.  And I am okay with that.

Two women’s golf clinics in and I am philosophizing life… I can’t wait to see what the next classes bring!

4 thoughts on “Slowing Down My Backswing

  1. Kenneth Cleveland

    Very insightful as always Care. I know some ppl are always on the go because slowing down their back swing allows for too much time to think. If they don’t think, they can continue to avoid.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Which is exactly what I have been doing…. Avoiding. But avoiding the hurt comes with its own share of pain. I am missing out on some of the most beautiful moments in life. Thanks, as always, for reading Cleve. And thank you for your comment. 🙂


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s