By Sunday, it had been a rough weekend. Did a 5K on Friday morning, which left me sore all over. Saturday, that soreness, plus some additional annoying pain, had me feeling entirely annoyed and short-tempered. But, that evening was my monthly dance class, so I went and danced for 2 1/2 hours and stayed up late having dinner with friends afterward. Come Sunday morning, I was feeling pretty bad. But, it was time to bowl again. Got up early and struggled to get my act together in time, only to find that my bowling partner had canceled on me. I went to the alley, anyway, to find that 2015 leagues had started and there were no lanes available. The guy at the front desk put my name at the top of a list for lanes and told me it would be about 20 minutes. I waited 30, then went over to the counter with the intention of asking if Sundays were normally this busy. When I got to the desk, I realized the guy was giving people lanes, but had never called my name for one. Frustrated and upset, I walked out of the alley and sat in my car, trying to calm myself. I used my phone to look up rates at other local alleys and got even more frustrated that some didn’t even list their rates, while all the ones that did were much more expensive than I’d have preferred. I nearly cried, I was so frustrated by that point. The weekend felt like nothing but a huge ball of annoyance.
I headed toward home, but decided to drive past and head down to a 24 hour alley that’s been around forever, but I’ve never been inside. They had a deal; $12 for an hour of bowling. I didn’t figure I’d get my money’s worth, but decided to do it, anyway. The alley was old and run down. The scoring system looked like an old MS-DOS computer program. The lanes looked okay, but old fashioned. The balls were awful; pockmarked and likely to be unreliable.
I took this as an opportunity to abide. I figured I’d just roll the best I could, relax, and be calm. I ended up getting in 5 1/2 games in the hour, which definitely made the deal a good one. I broke 100 on every game. My third game, I rolled a 161! My personal best, by far! Two games later, I rolled a 140. My best prior to that day was 116. Amazing!
This definitely gave me an important lesson in abiding. Because I decided to let go of the frustration of the weekend and my worries about the alley, I was able to relax and roll calmly. I thought of nothing but my game, and I found greater focus and ability because of it. Even with all the issues at the alley, and the terrible balls, I was able to do my absolute best. This is a lesson I must remember and apply in my daily life. If I remain calm and abide, I will find greater focus and ability.