Competitive.

Growing up playing almost every sport known to man, you learn how to be competitive. I am not a huge fan of losing. Yes of course it happens, but I would prefer it not to happen to me. I'll take a good tight match, that I might actually lose, in any sport over a blow away, but I don't like to loose.

When my sister and I were growing up, my parents wanted us to have the tools to survive in any situation. My father was pretty big on the fact that if both of us could play pool and golf or tennis we would be a success in life. That has in mighty handy for me. There have been numerous times that I have hussled a few guys on the pool table, and well lets just say no one I play golf with will let me tee off from the ladies tees.

About a week ago, I went out for dinner with Baldy and then we went to shoot some pool. I was up 5 games to 4 before my opponent decided he was done. Poor guy. He was a good sport, and I was a pretty decent winner. I didn't mention the score at all the rest of the evening. :) Last night, Baldy asked if I wanted to go bowling. After work a few of us met up at the bowling alley to have a few drinks and have a little fun. He asked if I knew how to bowl. I did share, that I knew how to bowl and but that I had been a almost a year. I also relayed a story about how I once broke my finger bowling, he laughed. Of course, any idiot that breaks a finger bowling, can't be any good at it. You could see the look on his face, he was about to beat me in something, and he loved the thought of it.

We bowled 3 games. The first game, he beat me badly. I had a rough start, and I couldn't buy a spare. Game two, I won. Rubber match time. He was trying so hard to be on his "A", but game three went in my direction. I won! Baldy, looked at me and said, "hmmm, pretty funny that you haven't bowled in almost a year, but you beat me." I responded with, "yeah that is pretty funny." You could tell he hated to lose, but again I was a good sport. I didn't mention it the rest of the evening, well, until he said "wait till I get you on the golf course. The way you throw a bowling ball, I should make you play from the tips." This guy hasn't even seen me swing a club, yet he already knows I shouldn't play from the ladies tees. I got a chuckle out of his competitiveness.

We are headed for the slopes on Friday. I wonder if we will be competing for the fastest time down the mountain or something crazy like that. I will keep you all posted about our continued score card.

Have a great day.