Today, I played darts badly. Perhaps, this was the worst night I have had this season. Since I am not really playing competitively, it isn’t really a big concern. However, when I am not playing well, I think about quitting. While there is nothing wrong with giving up something, it doesn’t make me feel good. Fortunately there was a silver lining.
In my last game, I had 81 points left. Normally this would take me several 3 dart turns to get it down to a manageable number. I am not talking about winning, I am talking about a manageable number. If I were a pro, I could do this with 2 darts. The proscribed way is triple 15 followed by double 18.
I approached the line (the oche) and thought, it would be really cool if I could get triple 17, and double 15, but not really expecting to do it. Surprisingly, that is exactly what I did. I hit exactly what I thought I should.
I had pretty much figured I wouldn’t win anything, and I managed to win on a great shot. My mood changed considerably. I felt like I knew what I was doing. I felt some hope for my dart playing. It might have been a complete fluke, but it was awesome. That was Today’s Perfect Moment.
The runner up to Today’s Perfect Moment is a conversation with a co-worker who acknowledged my weight loss, and spent time encouraging me. I am pretty grateful for her kind words, and I will use them to power me forward on my quest.