Slow Motion

I saw the local news while on the treadmill at the gym last night.  Nothing says good times like a sweaty fat man watching a muted local newscast.  If I’d thought ahead I’d have had someone take a picture.  Upstate Frolfer would be pulling massive pageviews for that gem.

But as I tried to grind through an extra mile I saw our anchor pitch to one of those national feed stories that every station in America was running as a “local” story that night….and it got me thinking.

There’s this new “anti-energy” drink called…Drank.  It’s purple.  Actually, it’s an underground drug reference.  There’s something called “Purple Drank” that’s really just codine-based cough syrup mixed with Sprite or somesuch.

Anyway, this new stuff is legal and coming to a Spinx near you.

Naturally we can assume that because it’s legal it probably doesn’t do much of anything.  Still, the local newscaster last night, true to local news form, called it “Liquid Pot”! and boosted sales one hundred fold.

(Actually, the local news never says “!” they say “?”.  That way we’re not saying IT IS Liquid Pot…we’re asking IS IT Liquid Pot?  See the difference?   Panic without bias!)

Now, I’m all for something that takes the edge off of life.  We could all use an anti-energy fix now and again.  And as I frolfed  disc golfed this afternoon, I thought I could use a slowdown.

When I played with Scott Rief that was one of the first tips he passed along.  Slow footwork on the drive would help control my release.  I’ve tried to work on that but still find myself jog-skipping along the pad.

Then, today, I tried to blast through a round in a hurry before rushing home for dinner.  It’s actually a decent bit of exercise to try and run between every shot.  Plus, I sometimes play better when I think less about each throw.

But after jumping out to a good start at Century Park, birdies on 1,2,4,5,7, and 8….I fell completely apart.

It wasn’t fatigue…it wasn’t the rush between holes…but it was the rushed throw.  I have to slow down.

I watched the movie “Zombieland” on the company dime while on a trip to Charleston last week.  In it, one of the kids was coached to exhale slowly before squeezing the trigger for a difficult gunshot.

Could the same thing help with frolf?

Is this post rambling and un-focused?  I need to nap.

Here’s a slow-motion video….you may enjoy it with some Purple Drank.