That's with a $1430 night last night.
It's amazing to think that just a few short months ago, having a day where I lost $1500 sent me on a two-month-long tailspin of lifetilt where my play, my attitude, and my entire assessment of this little experiment all suffered. Around late March I was having very serious thoughts about abandoning poker, and either utilizing my degree or taking steps to procure a new one, to get the sort of job that made me miserable for all those years.
Now, a $1k downswing just ain't no thing. Whatever. I've had something like four of them in the past three months, and each and every one of them took less than three days to climb out of. My confidence is back, I feel like while there are certainly other skilled players at NL200 at Full Tilt, not a single one of them is somebody I fear to mix it up with.
My style of play is a bit different than a lot of other winning regs at NL200, in that I'm a bit tighter, and a bit less aggressive. My AF this month is only 2.76, as opposed to a lot of regs that run in the 4-5 range, and that's consistent over my last 100k. I also tend to lose money in non-sd pots, which is fine because my showdown record is extraordinary. I love snapping off bluffs and keeping people honest, and use that tendency to dictate the terms of a hand. So many poor players are too passive and can find neither their fold nor raise buttons. Yet so many winning regs are too aggressive and have trouble finding their call button, even when it's appropriate.
There's still a lot for me to work on, of course, and it's nice having the cushion of all the superfish that wander up as high as NL200 to fall back on, but if I ever want to move up (and I do), beating regs will be more and more a part of that process.
The past month and a half, since moving up to Wisconsin, has been truly spectacular from a poker perspective. My confidence has never been higher.
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