If there is one thing that the last 13 years of entrepreneurship (and life) have taught me is, we only get good if we’re consistent.
With everyone searching for the hack or shortcut, we should be focused on putting the time in. Sure, getting a tip will make us more efficient and better, but 10,000 hours to mastery is 10,000 hours to mastery.
When we first start out doing something, we’re usually pretty terrible.
Everyday I go through the same battle as the alarm goes off at that ungodly hour, well before the sun comes up.
“Stay in bed. Sleep longer.”
“Get up.” “Nooo, just sleep a couple more hours.”
“Get up, this is what you want.”
A week before my baby boy, Sauryn was born I walked off the Newlands Golf Course in Vancouver after shooting a -3, 69 for my playability test with the CGTF (Canadian Golf Teachers Federation).
I had officially become a certified golf instructor.
It was my 12th birthday that I played golf for my first time. I was instantly obsessed.
At the time, I was hardcore into both baseball and soccer. My parents told me I couldn’t do them all. I chose golf.
In this 25-minute presentation I shared parts of my story I’ve never talked about publicly before. Some of the things I talk about are:
This has been a dream of mine since I was twelve and the reason I became an entrepreneur almost ten years ago. This dream is what motivates me to have a “Bring it On Attitude” when it comes to my personal growth, because transforming myself shows up as immediate improvements in my golf game. It’s a powerful mirror for where I’m at inside of myself, and this weekend the reflection shared with me some very powerful lessons.
For me, it is making my superfood breakfast bowl in the evening before bed so I can quietly wake up at 4am and go golfing. It is arriving at the course before the sun, before most of the birds and definitely before any other golfer has even thought about smashing the ball down the centre of the fairway (except for Ted that is — my early AM golf buddy).
There were many synchronicities about this weekend, such as the tournament being held at the golf course that kicked me out nine years ago because of the business I started with a friend, who happened to caddie for me this weekend. The difficult blessing of having to leave the golf course in 2005 was the catalyst for my downward spiral and opening to my spiritual journey.
Golf is first and foremost one of my paths to self- mastery. I don’t mean mastery as in being the best in the world or striving to be perfect, I mean mastery by being my best each shot and moment. I know I am completely capable of shooting under par every time I step onto the golf course. When I don’t, I have the opportunity to look more closely at myself. Was it fear, underlying emotions, mental blocks, lack of presence or something to do with my body that stopped me? How can I improve next time?