The end of the 2016 Race to Dubai was a sore one for Tyrrell and I, with him going into the 17th hole on the final day of the DP World Tour Championship leading by one shot we had set our sights on what may be his second win of the season. However, a bogie on the last hole from T and a birdie on 18 from Matt Fitzpatrick meant that vision quickly disappeared into the distance with Tyrrell coming a close second to Fitzpatrick. It was definitely a hard pill to swallow, but a great life lesson all the same! I believe when you win, it’s your week, and although you are playing great golf there are certain factors unknown which also help you over that finishing line. Tyrrell and I both said we never got the ‘feeling’ that week that he was going to win, and so it wasn’t meant to be. Although it wasn’t the ending that we would have hoped for, Tyrrell still had the best year of his career jumping 81 ranking spots to become 24th in the world (along with an overall fourth place finish in the Race to Dubai) and I am so proud and lucky to be able to witness that.
The circus never stops though; The following morning after the tournament finished we flew straight from Dubai to the Maldives- Our first holiday after being together for over 6 years! This is actually fairly customary for families in the golfing world because home time is a holiday for our partners. In fact, if you ask many of the golf wives, even when they get married they can’t have a ‘normal honeymoon’ straight away because everything is dictated by the golf schedule. They may get married one week in-between a tournament but then save the honeymoon for months or even years later in the off season so that not even one tournament is missed.
The vacation itself was absolutely incredible and unlike anywhere we have ever been (I think I will dedicate a separate blog post to the photos), it was definitely worth the wait. It did however, take almost the whole week for the events from end of the season to set in, almost like a bad dream that unfortunately wasn’t a dream.
Before we knew it we were on the boat back to the main island Malé, starting the long journey to get back to real life and begin our Christmas celebrations. As this is my first year of full time travelling with Tyrrell, we spent the entire year following the sun around the world so the golf season feels like a never ending summer. When we actually arrived home it’s peculiar for your brain to process that it’s actually winter and even more bizarre, very nearly Christmas. I’m a real Christmas freak and LOVE everything about it so for me to miss the run up months was certainly odd.
When we did eventually pull up outside our house I was literally jumping up and down because I was so excited to be home!! I never understood why Tyrrell, if he missed the cut, would spend an extortionate amount of money to change his flight and come home a day or so early. Logically, it didn’t make sense. But now I understand. My god, there is nothing better than the feeling you get walking back through your front door after being away for months and feeling home.
One thing I love about this strange lifestyle is that when Tyrrell is home he is fully in control of his own time. He still has to practice every day and put in the hard work to earn his career status but at the same time there aren’t many other jobs that allow you so much freedom as this one does- we are truly very fortunate. For us, December consisted of pyjama days, seeing friends and family, plenty of Xbox for Tyrrell (his third love after me and golf) and ridiculous amounts of food. I wouldn’t have had it any other way- minus the bout of norovirus on Christmas Eve… I’d give that one back any day of the week.
Six weeks at home flew by in a flash and all of a sudden 2017 is here and the new golf season is underway. Last year couldn’t have been better for both of us so this one has a lot to live up to; I’m determined to make the most of it, starting with documenting all the amazing things we get up to on this blog, stay tuned!