Christ, another report of me doing shite again! If you’re not bored by now then I can tell you dear reader I am. I just can’t get my head into the game at the moment, it’s like I still want to win but can’t be arsed, odd feeling for me and it’s not through lack of trying.
I just can’t sit still at the moment, even dropping the mag didn’t help on Sunday, I couldn’t hit a cows arse with a banjo, the head went down that was that. I’ve long stopped caring about my grade, maybe I needed to but this is the worst I’ve shot in a long time, I only ever expected to get out of B and that would have been enough for me but no, let’s get the tremors and stir the porridge some more. I’m starting to wonder if I’ll ever get over or manage this, who knows!
I know a lot of people say move onto the next target but I’m not that kind of guy, I seem to carry the weight of the misses from one lane to the next, it’s kinda heartbreaking and crushing. I guess I love Field Target but it doesn’t love me!