I told myself that I’d never play golf in my life. I swore up and down that it was a dumb game, that it was frustrating, that I’d absolutely HATE it.
Guess what I did yesterday?
I played golf and had fun.
I sunk my first putt on the 7th hole (we started on the 7th). That was a huge confidence builder. We ended up not finishing, but we were only 1 over par when we stopped.
The guys I was playing with were very helpful… They showed me how to hold the club, how to swing the club (there’s a special way to swing it…) and where to aim. Aiming is surprisingly hard. The target is kinda small, as targets go.
Ah… I did have too much beer though. About 5 from 1 to 6 pm… And the heat! It was very hot; about 87 F. I think having that much to drink caused me to become dehydrated. Hence, I had a massive headache this morning.
Oh well, I had fun. That’s what counts, right??