May 16, 2026 5 min read

Every golf course has a driving range, and every golfer has lied to themselves while standing on one.
“I’m just going to loosen up.”
No, you are not.
You are about to hit twelve balls, develop three new swing thoughts, question your grip, change your stance, accidentally pure one 7-iron, convince yourself you found something, and then slice your opening tee shot into a neighborhood with a strict HOA.
That is not warming up. That is emotional sabotage with a bucket of range balls.
At F. King Golf, we believe the average golfer does not need the driving range before a round. Not because practice is bad. Practice is great. Somewhere. At some point. For someone else.
But fifteen minutes before a tee time? That is not practice. That is panic with alignment sticks.
The average golfer already has enough going on.
You are thinking about your grip, your takeaway, your tempo, your posture, your shoulder turn, your hip rotation, and whether your buddy is going to bring up that triple bogey from last weekend.
Then you go to the range and add more data.
You hit one ball right.
Now you are worried.
You hit one ball left.
Now you are more worried.
You hit one perfect shot.
Now you are delusional.
That one good shot is the most dangerous shot in golf. It makes you believe the swing is fixed. It makes you walk to the first tee with confidence you have not earned. It makes you say things like, “I figured something out.”
You did not figure something out.
You briefly made contact.
A bad range session does not stay on the range. It climbs into the cart with you. It sits next to you on the first tee. It whispers during your backswing.
Remember that weak fade you hit with your driver five minutes ago? You do now.
The range has a way of turning a casual Saturday round into a personal investigation. Suddenly, you are not playing golf. You are troubleshooting.
And nobody wants to troubleshoot before 9 a.m.
You know what has never caused a snap hook?
A breakfast burrito.
A good breakfast burrito does not ask you to shallow the club. It does not care if your trail elbow is tucked. It does not suggest switching to a stronger grip after one bad swing.
It simply shows up warm, reliable, and full of potatoes.
That is the kind of energy the average golfer needs before a round.
Instead of standing on the range trying to unlock a swing you have been losing and finding for fifteen years, sit down. Eat something. Enjoy a cocktail if that is your style and you are doing it responsibly. Talk some trash. Laugh at your buddy’s new putter. Ease into the day like a person who understands that golf is supposed to be fun.
Here is the truth nobody wants to admit: for most golfers, the first three holes are the warm-up.
You can stretch. You can chip. You can roll a few putts. You can make a few smooth swings near the cart like you know what you are doing.
But once the round starts, the body is going to take a few holes to remember what golf is. That is normal.
Trying to solve everything on the range before the first tee is like trying to clean the entire house before guests arrive while they are already ringing the doorbell.
Just start.
Take a smooth swing. Accept the result. Blame the dew if necessary.
The driving range is not the golf course.
There are no trees closing in on your soul. There is no water on the right. There is no cart path waiting to send your ball into another zip code. There is no guy in your group saying, “You’re aimed way left,” right before you start your backswing.
On the range, you get another ball immediately.
On the course, you get consequences.
That is why a great range session can be misleading. You might stripe ten balls in a row, then get to the first tee and remember that this one counts. Suddenly the fairway looks two inches wide and your driver feels like it was assembled during a power outage.
The range gives you confidence. The course asks for receipts.
Golf is already hard enough. Why walk to the first tee carrying six swing thoughts and a suspiciously tight lower back?
The better move is simple.
Show up. Check in. Grab a breakfast burrito. Have a drink if that fits the round. Put on a shirt that makes you feel like you belong, even if your short game suggests otherwise.
Then go play.
The goal is not to arrive at the first tee as a fully optimized golf machine. The goal is to enjoy the round, survive the chaos, and maybe hit a few shots good enough to keep the dream alive.
Serious golfers should absolutely warm up properly.
They should stretch, hit wedges, work through the bag, dial in tempo, and roll putts to understand the speed of the greens.
That sounds great for them.
This blog is not for the golfer trying to qualify for anything.
This is for the golfer who packed two sleeves of balls and a dream. The golfer who says, “I’ll just find it over there,” while pointing at a forest. The golfer whose handicap is less of a number and more of a personality trait.
For that golfer, the range may not help. It may only introduce unnecessary doubt.
And doubt is how doubles happen.
A proper average golfer warm-up looks like this:
Arrive with just enough time to avoid sprinting to the first tee.
Grab a breakfast burrito.
Order a cocktail, coffee, or whatever gets the group chat energy right.
Take three slow practice swings.
Roll two putts and pretend you learned something.
Tell your friends you are “feeling dangerous.”
Proceed to miss the fairway with confidence.
That is golf.
At the end of the day, most golfers are not losing strokes because they skipped the range. They are losing strokes because golf is difficult, humans are fragile, and every now and then a perfectly reasonable 8-iron decides to become a weapon.
So maybe the best warm-up is not a rushed bucket of balls.
Maybe it is a good laugh, a full stomach, and the kind of calm confidence that only comes from knowing the scorecard is probably doomed anyway.
Skip the range.
Grab the burrito.
Enjoy the cocktail.
Then step onto the first tee and swing like a person who has accepted the outcome before it happens.
Because you may not play better.
But you will absolutely start happier.