Despite my less than mediocre game, my best days so far have been competitive rounds where I felt great about the result rather than finishing beaten up which is my typical experience.
About 15 years ago I got on the edge of contention in a club championship and finished 4th. I beat my brains out the next ten years trying to improve enough to actually have a chance to win, and instead screwed up my game so badly that I started to become concerned that I could not even compete in a friendly foursome, no less a competition.
My best day was a few years ago in the net flight of our club championship. I played extremely well the first day and shot 77 against an 12 handicap which basically narrowed the competition to me and one other guy. I knew the second day would be a challenge, but I played well again and found myself with a five shot lead with three to play. After a rough couple of holes, I knew that if I made a bogey on the last, my opponent would need an eagle. I played very conservatively, avoiding water and left myself 50 yards in for my fourth. My opponent host a great third to 8 feet.
All I needed to do was to hit a pitch to the middle of the green and two putt. Instead, I shanked in the water. I then faced another pitch over water, over a bank and I needed to get it up and down and hope my opponent missed. Somehow, I did it. My opponent hit a great putt that lipped out and I won.
Only the participants pay attention to the net flight, but after so many dark days, it was a thrill to actually come through for once.
That thrill is what I still chase in the game. I love a great golf course and playing with wonderful people, but trying to hit a good shot that is meaningful for me is still the heart of the game as I experience it.