Today marks the end of a busy and so far fruitless week. When
you are busy and winning, the impetus takes care of itself but when you seem to
be continually hitting the post you do get a little punch-drunk. In among the
all too infrequent winners we have amassed, in no particular order 2nd 11-4, 3rd 12-1, 2nd 13-2, 3rd 5-2, 2nd 2-1, 3rd 8-1, 2nd 5-2, 3rd 8-1, 2nd 5-1, 2nd 5-1 and 3rd 9-4.
When Wrood (opened 10-3) dead-heated in Lingfield Parks 1:30
my frustration was reaching boiling point. The late withdraw of 3 point
selection Royal Trooper simply added to my feeling of misery!
Step up Biting Bullets (opened 13-2) in Wolverhampton’s 4:30.
Not only did the win give a small profit on the day, the change in my demeanour
was instant and the kids and wife could stop trembling in their shoes each time
they spoke to me (joke).
After a prolonged winning period stretching back to the end
of August bad periods are so much harder to take and as damaging as a bad
couple of days is to how you approach the next day psychologically, you have to
put bad days in to the perspective of winnings days versus losing days.
There is always the likelihood that today is the day that
accounts for any small losses ;)
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