MarshallStreet
Jun 11 2008, 06:55 PM
Yay me. Mikey's gone but I'm back. The entire universe, especially this discussion page, is in equilibrium.
I have three really important pieces of advice for everybody.
LIFE-CHANGING PIECE OF ADVICE 1 OF 3
Putt close to your body. That's it.
If that's already unbelievably obviously true, skip right to 2 of 3. Otherwise go make a sandwich, cause this part is kinda long and kinda boring.
Maybe a lot of you at some point in your life have had putting problems. The last couple of years, when I get nervous, putting from inside 10 feet is embarrassingly awkward and bad.
Twenty feet? Like four miles over a crocodile moat. Thirty feet and beyond? A hideous heiser flail of every speed and height except the right speed and height, and only randomly close enough. Close enough being inside four feet, otherwise the disc has to actually leave your hand before it lands in the basket.
Sometimes putting makes you want to crawl back into your mother's womb.
So I recently started giving disc golf lessons for real. A big strong guy comes and, straddle-putting, can't reach the basket from 15 feet away. The lesson, after a little sun salutation to stretch, begins with putting so he's nervous, and he looks really nervous.
I say something and he gets better with this and that tweak, mainly because he's relaxing, but I don't get it.
The very next day I'm teaching this teenager how to play DDC and he can't throw the little DDC frisbee into the huge 13x13 meter court 17 meters away to save his life. I tell him a bunch of stuff and his DDC throw becomes almost bearable, with tendencies toward very bad.
And I talk and talk and, amazingly -- and this all happened just about a month ago -- I still don't get it.
Then I finally get it the NEXT day, just because it was so vexing. I was watching the bad DDC kid and yelled from the sidelines, abruptly, "Snap the disc two inches from your body!" Worked like magic.
What this really means, more precisely, is begin your back swing close to your body, and pop it.
So, the short version is throw the disc close to your body when you putt, and don't stick your butt out, crouch down, and have psychotic thoughts, cause if you act on them you'll be banned by the same goofballs and gooberheads that run this illustrious organization.
You know what, though? I kinda like the PDGA again. Disclosed its finances finally. If Steve Timm gets in that'll help immensely. The sound of a female Southern accent on the phone is reassuring. Okay a little mesmerizing.
I keep hearing that the PDGA is trying to find a mission statement. Me too. Years ago I wrote a mission statement for the PDGA and sent it to Steve Dodge, and he forwarded it. I'd like a copy if anyone still has one. It was way better than the current PDGA dual-document, bulleted-list piece of absolute poo that's an outline but NOT a mission statement. I want my mission statement back.
And putt close to your body.
LIFE-CHANGING PIECE OF ADVICE 2 OF 3
Wear barefoot shoes. I got a pair, the FiveFinger Spring from Vibram. The idea is to wear shoes that feel like you're barefoot. Here they are: http://vibramfivefingers.com/
I'm into my fourth week. The first phase, you feel like your feet are sneaking away and lifting litttle toe dumbbells all night when you're sleeping. Your big toes feel like they did 300 pushups in a day on a bet; you're souls feel like they've been on a keegling seminar. Then, finally, your feet rise again like sentient beings, sort of like Lazarus out of the shoe with the heel-to-toe flat soul of a foot cast grave. We don't walk like we did as youngins or Cro-Magnon Man. We've been messing with our gait, our posture, the very nature of the way we walk.
Now, after four weeks, I play disc golf in them, walk over all terrain in them. I've learned not to put my full weight down on any part of my foot when negotiating outdoor terrain. Each leading footstep is a little bit feeling around first before stepping down, the better not to put full weight on a sharp rock.
It indeed seems like a better way of walking.
Does Marshall Street sell the Vibram Five-Fingers? We wish. Vibram can't even come close to meeting demand.
So, in summary, ground your gait, ground your life, ground your game. Wear barefoot shoes.
LIFE-CHANGING PIECE OF ADVICE 3 OF 3
If you smoke tobacco, go to a tobacconist. Cigarettes are so expensive. Plus cigarette companies seem evil.
They ought to change the laws and let the cigarette manufacturers grow and sell weed, too, and tax the hell of it, in liquor & erb stores across the country. That would leave some government resources to focus on more plausibly winnable battles.
Anyway, a pack of butts can cost over five bucks, and costs three bucks a pack if you buy cartons on the Internet. If you buy a machine at the tobacconist�s for $50, after that, with everything, you can smoke a pack o butts with a filter and the same shape as a �regular� cigarette and everything, for about a buck. Plus Vinny said they taste better. He went and got the whole shebang, and now saves money for better things rolling his own. It�s a fun process to watch, the building of cigarettes.
It�s not a great habit, though, is it? Last time I smoked a butt must have been six or seven years ago, at Barre Falls. The mosquitoes were vicious, but the butt was horrible.
Still, tobacco has a way of sneaking its way in, outside mainstream America, I mean.
Plus tobacconist tobacco by the bag is more pure, without the additives and chemicals�supposedly. One of the Pyramids tee sign advertisers runs The Owl Shop, a tobacco shop in Worcester, MA. Bunch a locals patronize that store and espouse the natural � and much less expensive � roll your own tobacco trend.
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I�d almost have a 4th life changer but someone said if I wrote about dips and pull-ups again he�d punch me right in the face. Course, that was before I could do 15 dips and 12 pull-ups, with my new special fitness plan that�ll just have to go completely unmentioned.
I have three really important pieces of advice for everybody.
LIFE-CHANGING PIECE OF ADVICE 1 OF 3
Putt close to your body. That's it.
If that's already unbelievably obviously true, skip right to 2 of 3. Otherwise go make a sandwich, cause this part is kinda long and kinda boring.
Maybe a lot of you at some point in your life have had putting problems. The last couple of years, when I get nervous, putting from inside 10 feet is embarrassingly awkward and bad.
Twenty feet? Like four miles over a crocodile moat. Thirty feet and beyond? A hideous heiser flail of every speed and height except the right speed and height, and only randomly close enough. Close enough being inside four feet, otherwise the disc has to actually leave your hand before it lands in the basket.
Sometimes putting makes you want to crawl back into your mother's womb.
So I recently started giving disc golf lessons for real. A big strong guy comes and, straddle-putting, can't reach the basket from 15 feet away. The lesson, after a little sun salutation to stretch, begins with putting so he's nervous, and he looks really nervous.
I say something and he gets better with this and that tweak, mainly because he's relaxing, but I don't get it.
The very next day I'm teaching this teenager how to play DDC and he can't throw the little DDC frisbee into the huge 13x13 meter court 17 meters away to save his life. I tell him a bunch of stuff and his DDC throw becomes almost bearable, with tendencies toward very bad.
And I talk and talk and, amazingly -- and this all happened just about a month ago -- I still don't get it.
Then I finally get it the NEXT day, just because it was so vexing. I was watching the bad DDC kid and yelled from the sidelines, abruptly, "Snap the disc two inches from your body!" Worked like magic.
What this really means, more precisely, is begin your back swing close to your body, and pop it.
So, the short version is throw the disc close to your body when you putt, and don't stick your butt out, crouch down, and have psychotic thoughts, cause if you act on them you'll be banned by the same goofballs and gooberheads that run this illustrious organization.
You know what, though? I kinda like the PDGA again. Disclosed its finances finally. If Steve Timm gets in that'll help immensely. The sound of a female Southern accent on the phone is reassuring. Okay a little mesmerizing.
I keep hearing that the PDGA is trying to find a mission statement. Me too. Years ago I wrote a mission statement for the PDGA and sent it to Steve Dodge, and he forwarded it. I'd like a copy if anyone still has one. It was way better than the current PDGA dual-document, bulleted-list piece of absolute poo that's an outline but NOT a mission statement. I want my mission statement back.
And putt close to your body.
LIFE-CHANGING PIECE OF ADVICE 2 OF 3
Wear barefoot shoes. I got a pair, the FiveFinger Spring from Vibram. The idea is to wear shoes that feel like you're barefoot. Here they are: http://vibramfivefingers.com/
I'm into my fourth week. The first phase, you feel like your feet are sneaking away and lifting litttle toe dumbbells all night when you're sleeping. Your big toes feel like they did 300 pushups in a day on a bet; you're souls feel like they've been on a keegling seminar. Then, finally, your feet rise again like sentient beings, sort of like Lazarus out of the shoe with the heel-to-toe flat soul of a foot cast grave. We don't walk like we did as youngins or Cro-Magnon Man. We've been messing with our gait, our posture, the very nature of the way we walk.
Now, after four weeks, I play disc golf in them, walk over all terrain in them. I've learned not to put my full weight down on any part of my foot when negotiating outdoor terrain. Each leading footstep is a little bit feeling around first before stepping down, the better not to put full weight on a sharp rock.
It indeed seems like a better way of walking.
Does Marshall Street sell the Vibram Five-Fingers? We wish. Vibram can't even come close to meeting demand.
So, in summary, ground your gait, ground your life, ground your game. Wear barefoot shoes.
LIFE-CHANGING PIECE OF ADVICE 3 OF 3
If you smoke tobacco, go to a tobacconist. Cigarettes are so expensive. Plus cigarette companies seem evil.
They ought to change the laws and let the cigarette manufacturers grow and sell weed, too, and tax the hell of it, in liquor & erb stores across the country. That would leave some government resources to focus on more plausibly winnable battles.
Anyway, a pack of butts can cost over five bucks, and costs three bucks a pack if you buy cartons on the Internet. If you buy a machine at the tobacconist�s for $50, after that, with everything, you can smoke a pack o butts with a filter and the same shape as a �regular� cigarette and everything, for about a buck. Plus Vinny said they taste better. He went and got the whole shebang, and now saves money for better things rolling his own. It�s a fun process to watch, the building of cigarettes.
It�s not a great habit, though, is it? Last time I smoked a butt must have been six or seven years ago, at Barre Falls. The mosquitoes were vicious, but the butt was horrible.
Still, tobacco has a way of sneaking its way in, outside mainstream America, I mean.
Plus tobacconist tobacco by the bag is more pure, without the additives and chemicals�supposedly. One of the Pyramids tee sign advertisers runs The Owl Shop, a tobacco shop in Worcester, MA. Bunch a locals patronize that store and espouse the natural � and much less expensive � roll your own tobacco trend.
**************************************************
I�d almost have a 4th life changer but someone said if I wrote about dips and pull-ups again he�d punch me right in the face. Course, that was before I could do 15 dips and 12 pull-ups, with my new special fitness plan that�ll just have to go completely unmentioned.