I played some heads up 1/2 on tables about to break and tables just being formed and ran good at this insanely high-variance game that I probably shouldn't have been playing given the fairly dire straits in which my bankroll finds itself after the past couple of weeks. I sat against opponents who displayed the classic fish signal of sitting with less than a full stack and thankfully got pretty good cards and was on the good side of some coolers. Unfortunately I still lost about $90 overall at 1/2, putting me almost exactly even over the 10,000 hands I've played at the stake, $600 away from the -3bi stoploss I set for myself.
In what seems to be emerging as a pattern, I did much better at NL100, booking a $320 win. The contrast between my results at NL100 and those at 1/2 is pretty stark when I look at the HEM report for each stake. I'm pretty sure I'm still running unsustainably good at NL100 and I hope I'm playing better at 1/2 than my results indicate.
Winning is nice but it's still kind of sigh-inducing to realize that if this hadn't happened, I'd still be down. As I have discussed previously in some depth on this blog, I'm still terrified that I'm only capable of winning when I'm on the good side of sick coolers where I get it in with two outs and get there. This is one of the hardest aspects of poker psychologically for me. I guess there's nothing I can do except try to make good decisions at all times and accept whatever things happen that I can't control. I hope someday I can consistently outplay people and crush even without running jet-engine hot.
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