From the Foreward, by Greg Hopkins
First off, I’m you. I run a business. As the CEO of Cleveland Golf, I’m a busy guy. You may not actually run a company, but you have a job. And you’re busy.
I’m also you because I’m a golfer and I’m a dreamer.
When I turned forty-seven, my body started falling apart. That’s what it does when you’re forty-seven. Dreams die hard, though. I was forty-seven and I wanted to play professional golf . . . somehow . . . somewhere. I knew I couldn’t compete with the kids that were playing on the PGA Tour, but fi fty was right around the corner—that magical fifty mark—and I decided that I wanted to play on a senior tour.
I knew Joey through Vijay Singh. Vijay was one of Cleveland Golf’s most accomplished touring professionals. I had witnessed firsthand what Joey had done with him and saw the phenomenal things that Vijay was doing. I, of course, had no idea what any of the stuff they were doing together was about.
My wife, Dr. Linda Hopkins, however, did. She’s a triathlete. She runs those absolutely insane Ironman Triathlons (not just those semi- insane sprint triathlons). She and Joey spoke the same language. She understood all about Joey’s use of biomechanical assessments and golf-specific exercises. “You need to listen to what Joey is talking about,” she said. “You really should pay atten¬tion to this.” She had connected the dots before I did because she understood the science. I’m not stupid, though, so I can connect the dots quickly enough if you put them directly in front of me. Most businessmen can.
Soon after, I found myself talking with Vijay and Joey at the Ritz-Carlton in Maui. My interest in what they were doing was twofold. I was watching one of Cleveland Golf’s top players get better and better and better with no end in sight. I was also—more selfishly—trying to figure out if I could benefit from these same techniques. Later on, Joey and I ended up talking about goals. He asked what my goals were, and—let’s face it—I had a lofty and unlikely dream. Slightly embarrassed, I told him that I was hoping to get a tour card somewhere. He knew I had some decent skills, but I was expecting him to say, “Sure you want a tour card. So does everyone else in the world.” Instead, he looked at me and told me I could do it . . . and then he told me what it would involve. [continues in the book...]
How This Book Will Help You
Beginning with assessments that determine where a golfer’s body is too tight, not strong enough, or out of balance, Fix Your Body, Fix Your Swing then provides specific, easy-to-follow exercises that correct whatever problems or limitations were revealed in the assessments. Just three twenty-minute workout sessions a week (that’s only one hour total a week) will help anyone become a better golfer with a healthier, stronger body.



