I took part in my first competition after five years of hardly shooting any arrows, today. It was a Vegas 3 vertical; shot as head to head. A fun shoot with the club, which was a lovely way to get back into scoring my arrows again.
My first sighter was in the ten and didn't even touch the line. It was the sort of start I would have dreamed of.
That first arrow landed exactly where I would have liked it to land, but it got there by some errors that must have cancelled each other. It was a rubbish shot.
I shot 9 arrows to get through the first round, I shot another 9 to get through the second round; and again in the third. In the final round, we had 3 points each so a single arrow knock out was called for. I won by about 3mm.
A gold medal! BUT the truth is I did not shoot one arrow that felt like a well executed shot.
If you have ever knocked nails into a really stable piece of wood you will know how satisfying that can be. If you have ever tried knocking nails into a very wobbly little fence post, you will know how intensely unpleasant that can feel. It's as if the hammer or the nail or the post are fighting your every effort. My shooting felt that bad.
Still, I was glad I went and took part; the banter was great.
Must do a lot more work to get any sort of form going.
My first sighter was in the ten and didn't even touch the line. It was the sort of start I would have dreamed of.
That first arrow landed exactly where I would have liked it to land, but it got there by some errors that must have cancelled each other. It was a rubbish shot.
I shot 9 arrows to get through the first round, I shot another 9 to get through the second round; and again in the third. In the final round, we had 3 points each so a single arrow knock out was called for. I won by about 3mm.
A gold medal! BUT the truth is I did not shoot one arrow that felt like a well executed shot.
If you have ever knocked nails into a really stable piece of wood you will know how satisfying that can be. If you have ever tried knocking nails into a very wobbly little fence post, you will know how intensely unpleasant that can feel. It's as if the hammer or the nail or the post are fighting your every effort. My shooting felt that bad.
Still, I was glad I went and took part; the banter was great.
Must do a lot more work to get any sort of form going.