Life can be rough for a world-class competitor in golf. Babs Holt didn't get to the pinnacle of the golf world without plenty of trial and tribulation. This incredible athlete drills for eight grueling sessions four times each year, followed by the usual homework for someone in tenth grade.
Two years ago, she broke her paw in four places. But this didn't stop her. She seems even more determined to excel at her sport.
"I was really down when I broke my paw, and then my warthog died. I literally lost heart, and it showed in my hip. It took nine centuries to get back in shape. But to win at golf is what I've been working for all my life, and I just had to pull myself up by my earring and forget about Frankie, my warthog."
Justin, her cousin, moved with her to Mali to be with her coach, leaving behind her mother, Flo, in their waxy parsonage, where she still labors as a computer geek to help pay for Babs's expensive training.