The perfect place to practice submission is on the golf course. Let me explain. Jack is an great
golfer. He is also a patient teacher. He wants me on the golf course with him. He wants me playing with him. He purchased new hybrid clubs for me with really cute poka dot club covers............ three years ago. The clubs are really brand new.
As an aside......... I love golf clothes, the skorts, shoes with clicking cleats, the vizors, the cute tops! I am so into the clothes.......... but actually golfing......... I am not very good. Oh, sure, I can hit the ball and stand in the tee box dumbfounded, watching my ball sail away. Then the next shot, it goes ten feet. I get so frustrated that I am not having fun at all.
I promised myself that we would go golfing while on vacation. I willed myself to be positive and to join him in the spirit of the game. Then the real Jack came to play. He is a patient, loving teacher. He walks me to the tee box and helps me line up my shot. He talks quietly and positively. Then he says just one more thing before I swing. The one more thing is what I remember as I take my swing. He tells me to keep my head down and he will tell me where my ball goes.
We walk the fairway together. He pulls my cart and talks to me about what I did well. I am quiet and try very hard to soak up all the things he is teaching. When we get to the putting green, we challenge one another. I am a good putter and on the green, we are fairly equal. It is getting there that is the problem. Again, he teaches as I line my ball with the hole. He is quick to tell me when I do well.
I become the perfect submissive on the course. We have never had an argument while playing. I actually listen and do what he says for all 18 holes. He has taught me that golf is a game of polite manners and a golfer needs to show respect for the course and the other players. Showing proper course etiquette is so important. I know most of the rules and I pay attention as the course unfolds. I know that the way to get better is to keep playing. I simply lack the consistency in my game and that wears me out. I feel discouraged. However I am married to a most opitmistic guy. He gives me a big kiss, thanks me for my submission on the course and takes me into the club house for a beer.