I don’t think it will come as a surprise to anyone when I say that I haven’t started the season off as I’d hoped. We’re already a third of the way through and the truth is that the results weren't as expected. It’s hard for me to analyze the tournaments. I have good rounds, but then I also have a bad one or two every week. I’m lacking consistency in order to work my way up.
I’m a very analytical person, I like to push myself to find answers, so you can imagine how much I’ve thought about the situation. Frankly, I think that in the end the key lies in these two words: hoping and expecting. Two words that can be summed up in one: expectations.
In the winter I worked well with Marcelo Prieto, my technical coach, and with Paco Fernández, my physical trainer. I felt great. My short game was better than ever and my long game was starting to come around after all the hard work, with a great swing speed. All of those factors are why I had high expectations. I saw things were going so well that when I see something doesn’t turn out right I go crazy.
The solution is easier said than done, but it’s really clear to me. I need to have patience, not to obsess so much over results and to trust that everything will go well after all the work and training I’m putting into my game. I’m really motivated, so I want to start improving my attitude in the tournaments. It’s easy to say it and hard to do it.
This week Marcelo and Paco have been her and we’ve been working well together. We’ve been focusing on my short game. It’s great to have them here. They help me a lot. My parents were also here visiting, so I’ve some really great days. And one thing more: I changed my putter. I hope works well!