Leannadanna
New member
It was 117 in Vegas last Friday. The AC in my car isn't working.
The night before, I had my best night so far in BCA league...two 10s, a 6 & a 7. I have been shooting well in general. Then came 117 and I was driving around all day, sweating and literally suffering. That night, I felt off...kinda nauseous and couldn't sink a ball to save my life. Ever since, I'm OFF. At league last night I almost cried.
On Sunday, I asked my mentor for help...went to his house for a session. He wanted to know where in the hell my mechanics went... everything from my position over my cue to my feet to my bridge and, of course, my stroke. I feel like I'm in a fog at the table.
Wtf happened???
The night before, I had my best night so far in BCA league...two 10s, a 6 & a 7. I have been shooting well in general. Then came 117 and I was driving around all day, sweating and literally suffering. That night, I felt off...kinda nauseous and couldn't sink a ball to save my life. Ever since, I'm OFF. At league last night I almost cried.
On Sunday, I asked my mentor for help...went to his house for a session. He wanted to know where in the hell my mechanics went... everything from my position over my cue to my feet to my bridge and, of course, my stroke. I feel like I'm in a fog at the table.
Wtf happened???