I can’t believe the difference in my life when I’m not playing poker. It’s almost another world. When I play poker every day I’m so focused on what I’m doing at the poker table nothing else seems to matter. I wonder if my fellow pro poker players approach the game with the same intensity that I do. Even After playing a long session I come home and think of questionable plays I made at the game and review my options at the time.
I’m not sure if that is a healthy approach to poker and life. Not only is it difficult on your family and the people around you but I actually have physical and mental withdrawal pains when I stop playing. That is when I get lots of tweets from my twitter followers about what a cranky old man I’ve become. But playing poker is the life I chose and I want to do my best, but you forfeit a lot when you go to that extreme. I guess you just have to live with the ups and downs.
I’m excited about the 2012 Olympics that are underway. I enjoy all of the events but I can’t wait for the track and field events. I guess because of my athletic background in high school and college, every race and competitive event almost brings tears to my eyes. I know how hard these Kids have worked to get there. I feel the elation of the winners and the disappointments of the losers. I’m especially partial to the long distance races and I sometimes feel as though I’m running along with my favorite runner. The two things on my bucket list that I probably will never get to do is going to see the Olympics and visiting Israel. But I consider myself very fortunate to have done most of the things in life that I wanted.
I’m heading for Montana early next week. I can’t wait to get there. The tough part is taking my three dogs along with Todd’s three dogs and three birds. I want to fly, but my dogs are so old and fragile I’m afraid it might hurt them. Todd has a small bus that will handle all of us but I’m not looking forward to 16 hours in that thing. If I don’t hurry I won’t get to see the big black bear that comes over my fence every year and takes all my apples off the apple tree. I’m not about to argue with him though. My 70 year old raspberries bushes are ready also but might be gone before I get there. I need to get there Mid July but the WSOP keeps that from happening.
May the Flop be with you.