“Golf can best be defined as an endless series of tragedies obscured by the occasional miracle.” ~ Author unknown
(image credit: therockgolf.com)
After an almost two-year hiatus, I have begun to reintroduce myself to the game of golf over the last couple of weeks. The hiatus was unintentional – my life was a roller coaster and reality seemed to keep getting in the way.
Before my absence on the course, every day off was spent chasing that little white ball around for four hours. The thing I truly enjoy about golf, apart from the breathtaking scenery and communion with nature is the fact that the only real competition on the course is myself. Sure, there may be some side bets with my golf partners, but the only thing I am really trying to beat is my last score.
Last week I put the clubs in the car and met up with some friends. We went to the course by boat and the day was stunning. The picture above couldn’t be a better indication of what we experienced since that is the course we played. (I birdied this hole yesterday!)
Although my game is not as proficient as it was two years ago, my muscle memory is making it easier to pick up where I left off. Each time I swing a club it feels more familiar and comfortable than the swing before.
Being back in the office today and looking at another gorgeous day through the window is tough, but at least I know I’ll have a few more games before the snow flies. Why didn’t I start this in the spring?
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I’ve never been a fan of the golf. I just don’t have the patience for it, and when I’m playing sports, I like to run around.
Golf is my relaxation….until I start swearing if the game is going bad!!
I prefer the pitch n putt or the driving range. Shorter holes, less walking, and there’s beer available!
What? Every golf course I’ve ever played has beer (and stronger) available. Then send someone out on a drink cart driving from hole to hole to make sure you are sufficiently “relaxed” for your round…
I haven’t seen that on the full coursses I’ve played.
The driving range at Chelsea Piers also has an automatic ball tee-er and heaters!
I’ve never been to a range with an automatic ball tee-er! I’m fairly certain I’d break it…
It was fantastic! Once you get your stance lined up, you just have to swing the club. No other movement necessary!
(Well, besides the beer…)
Sounds way too simple. Yep, I’d definitely break something… maybe one of my clubs…. again….
Female summer students fight over that job because the tips are fantastic if you keep finding those foursomes who are overly thirsty!! They actually refer to the job title as “Cart Tart” – unofficially, of course!!
Cart Tart? Hah! Never once have I used that term. Cart Girl. Drink Cart. Finally, Where Have you Been! I’ve used all those, but never Cart Tart. 😛
I miss golf! I used to play fairly regularly at my last job – there were a group of us that all played, but eventually we went our separate ways (the company laid us all off) and I haven’t really played since.
I’ve looked at my clubs a couple times while working on other projects in the garage and i keep thinking I should go play a round by myself, just to walk a course, and keep my swing somewhat fresh, but these days I just don’t make the time for it. Too many other things that need my attention first.
So, have fun while you are out there!
I’ll hit a few for you!! You should take half an hour and go to a driving range. I didn’t realize how much I had missed it until I got back out there again.
I used to work by a course that offered a lunch special – a sandwich, bag of chips, a drink, and a bucket of balls for $6.50…
Alas, that place is now more than a 30 minute drive away from where I currently work.
And, outside of work hours any time I spend away from home is time away from the Little Prince and the Queen.
Hopefully, though, I’ll get back to it at some point.
Your time is better spent with the Queen and the Prince…alas, my castle is empty except for my fur-princess. She is a little more understanding!
I played putt putt once…I hit a guy in the head with a stray ball. Since my boyfriend laughed he almost got his butt kicked so I haven’t played since.
Haha….if we ever meet face to face, let’s just drink wine or something safe like that!!
Drinking wine is NEVER safe around me lol
Now THAT just sounds like more fun!!
Mainly cause I get all kissy face….