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I think I like a little competition with myself. I like knowing that there is a definable skill set and that with practice, I can see improvement. My score gets higher, I have more fun, it is a great sport for my over-achieving personality. I am on a team, and I like that sometimes our team is in the number one spot, but mostly, I like watching my average grow.
Here's a little bowling observation for you, if you are still reading along.
There is a real difference between men and women at the bowling alley (perhaps in other places, too.)
This past Thursday, I had a large group of women using 4 lanes to my left. I was next to them with my coach, in lane 34, practicing how I'm supposed to keep my wrist position locked into place (I have it bad...did I mention that?) To my right there were 2 lanes of men bowling.
- Here's what I heard from the women whenever their friend missed picking up a spare, "Awwwwww. Too bad." I don't mean that one woman said this. The group of women said it in unison. I couldn't help but overhear them.
- Here's what I heard when a man missed picking up a spare, "Slacker!" One loud guy would yell this...the rest of the men would just quietly laugh.
I am trying to decide which group I'd rather have bowled with, and after some consideration, I think I would have joined in with the guys. It isn't that I don't love a good Olive Garden bread stick, it's just that I think I would have been motivated to bring out my A-game with the guys. I would have wanted more to avoid the punch in the arm. With the ladies, I wouldn't have felt bad about the gutter ball...I would have felt loved.
Before anyone shows this to a psychiatrist and decides I need help, I'll leave it right there. Bowling is not my life, but it is a fun way to take a break from my sewing table :)
Thanks for stopping by, and give me a call if you want to go bowling. I promise a trip to Olive Garden afterwards,