On April 14, 2019, Tiger won his 5th Masters Tournament. His first major win since 2008. During that time, Tiger experienced incredible lows. From his then wife hitting his car with a golf club because of adultery, very public admission to sex addict clinic, to his numerous back surgeries and injuries that kept him from his previous form and his DUI arrest. Most of us had all but written Tiger out. I know I did. Nevertheless, I was still pulling for him. Nothing I love more than a good comeback story. These comeback stories give us nonprofessional athletes hope. With everything Tiger went through to climb his way back to championship form, all he had was hope, an unyielding hope. The Audacity of Hope. Hmm. I think I have heard that phrase somewhere before. Ha-ha.
In 2013, I started running with Black Girls RUN! I loved it. I did a few 5K races and had worked my way up to do a couple of 10K including the Peachtree Road Race, one of the largest 10K races in the United States. I was planning on going to Disney World for their race. Unfortunately, in 2015 I was injured. First, it was my knee, then my back and lately my hip. If I count all the starts and stops that I have had with physical therapy, it would probably total two years. This does not even include my chiropractor visits and massages. All I have had during this time was the audacity of hope. An unyielding hope that I can get back out there. That hope was starting to fade. I was slowly accepting that I should just be grateful to walk without constant pain. Then here comes Tiger. If it took him a decade to get back to form even with his access to the best medical and sports care, maybe I can hang in there a little longer.
Thanks for the hope, Tiger. Pavement here I come! Eventually.
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