A couple of weeks ago I bit the bullet and bought a new set of golf clubs. I’ve had the same set since high school, and after . . . ahem . . . 18 years they are beyond ready to put out to pasture. I got a super deal on a set of Maxfli Fires from Dicks, a fairly decent set to start hacking away again.
Since then, Shawn and I have hit the driving range and have played a few times at the club. I’ve decided at this point to not keep score, it will help keep my frustration level down and let me focus on just getting back into the swing of things. (Insert groan here.) I have to admit that I was surprised how much I missed playing. It’s been years and I regret letting it get away from me. I used to be fairly decent and it is hard to start over. I’m just trying to have fun and have some patience with myself. I know that the more I play, the better I can get.
I also have to say that I am really enjoying being able to play with Shawn. It is a sport that we can both enjoy together. I can’t run with him, I have to sprint the entire time to keep pace due to my short legs, and he’s not into yoga so this is a great way to spend time together. My goal is to be able to beat him at a match by the end of the summer. (Sorry, honey, but I think that this is a reasonable goal.) I’ll report back and let you know how it goes.