Okay, I’ve been golfing for about a month now (not counting when I played as a kid) and I came soooo close to a milestone tonight — on an easy course, of course — I played nine holes and shot a 51, and that was with a terrible last hole (9 strokes). Short game fell apart. Not that my short game was all that together before, lol. But I’m still ecstatic — to be this close to breaking that 50 for nine /100 for eighteen stroke mark . . .
I am so gone for this game . . . today marks five days in a row I’ve played. (Oh dear, I’m truly a mess, aren’t I!!!!)
Discipline, K! The damned game is addictive. It sucks you into a kind of love/hate relationship that is hard to break away from. Of course, given your geographic location, Mother Nature will force the break up for a few months before too long. Meanwhile, work on the short game!
(If it’s any consolation, last Sunday I shot a –gag– 101. I had a 10 on one hole on EACH nine! That sure negates a bunch of good holes and good shots.)
John
given your geographic location, Mother Nature will force the break up for a few months before too long
NOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo