Try taking a break from the wacky baccy :)
Try taking a break from the wacky baccy :)
Thank you
Steven
Sometimes I have days where I feel "born to drive", and the car just
flows and oozes it's way around the circuit. Other days I fire up GPL
and fall off the track every other corner. I find on such occasions I
need to either switch the machine off and come back later or, if I
need to drive at that time (league race or whatever), start from the
basics, slow down, and work my way round the track. I will eventually
come back up to speed, although generally not as good as when it feels
right.
I've had this experience on track in real life as well, a couple of
days turning up at the track and winning every race I entered, and
even feeling like I knew I would win them. Other days just a
nightmare.
Take last night. I went for a few laps at Zandvoort in the Coventry,
and my best is a 1:27.8. Throwing the car around the track I managed a
1:30.1, which felt like a 1:26 with the effort I was putting in! C'est
la vie...
Cheers!
John
> In sporting terms, it's called "the zone". You have amazing concentration and
> focus on the task at hand, and perform remarkably better than usual. It comes and
> goes for all of us, but through practise and training, it'll happen much more
> often....
Andy
The Inner Game of Tennis, by Timothy Gallwey.
A lot of what is discussed can also relate to many other things BESIDES tennis,
and it's fairly interesting.
Eldred
I find that when im thinking about something else, say im playing gpl, but
theres a good tv programme on, i end up driving my personal best laps, i
think its to do with me concentrating on the tv programme and my brain knows
what i should be doing on the computer( i mean we all know how to do a good
lap but its hard to get EVERY corner right-you might get one corner right
one lap, get it wrong the next but get a different one right), and so my
brain links it all together and does all the perfect corners one after the
other, it also happens when im a bit tired, or talking to a m8 on the phone.
Ross Hendry