I recently returned from a very humbling National Lawn Bowling event. I don’t even know what happened… I just could not do It. The pace of the green was faster than any that I have ever bowled on and I loved it.. and I hated it. I loved the beautiful swoop as my bowl arced so outrageously wide, but I hated that I could not control the weight of the bowl as it left my hand. It was a struggle and I was embarrassed to bowl like a novice. As I stood on the mat my mind was scrambling furiously trying to remember how to gently release a bowl. It was awful. It was horrible. It was excruciatingly painful. And I can’t wait to do it again.