Grip and rip.

I played golf on and off for around 50 years. I absolutely love the game. The history, the heart ache, the challenge, has been a major part of my life. I have thousands of great memories. From ‘bummin on’ as a kid, with my kid brother, that’s what we called going onto private courses in the evening, without permission, and playing, and as an adult, and a member of great and ancient golf clubs. I can’t play anymore due to a serious hand condition, Dupytrens, but I still follow the great game. Only after close on 50 years, did I learn to play without fear of outcome. I learned to stand on a par 5, 570 yard hole and grip and rip. Sometimes I hit a shot great professionals would have been proud of, on other times (many times) my ball disappeared into the sea. Did it matter, in the great scheme of things, not a jot.

For me diabetes, as life, is no more than a game, to be won and lost. But most of all enjoyed. For me diabetes is a life sentence, not a death sentence.

I try to play it without fear of outcome. But at the end of the day I am a percentage player. Many golf percentage players have done very well and earned a very good living. But the great ones, the Seve’s the Arnold Palmer's are the ones we will always remember. These guys never knew the meaning of, it can’t be done, they never ever knew when they were beat. If you can’t be a star, be a percentage player. Be guided by your weight scales, be guided by your BG meter and tape measure, take notice of your HbA1c tests. If you feel good, you probably are good. We can’t all be superstars, but we can be percentage players, and percentage players, often do very well.


Eddie