Ah, to break 100 . . .

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!!!!)

Fawns

Golfed with my parents this evening at a course they play often in Chenango County. There’s a doe with twin fawns that they see all the time around the second hole/third tee, and sure enough they were out tonight. I managed to get several pics of the fawns before they stepped into the underbrush. Not that they were in a particular hurry. They don’t let the golfers bother them much.

fawns

(Yeah, I know this doesn’t hold a candle to the photos a certain blogger‘s wife captures when they’re out on the course :-))

2 over par! 2 over par!

Of course, these were short short short par 3’s, but still, it’s marvelous to at least be close :-)

On the longer holes, my scores were frightful — I’m just not hitting far enough, plus the more strokes it takes to get to the green, the more opportunities to muff.

I’m also not really working on distance. Today I used only four clubs besides my putter — my 3 wood for driving, my 5 iron for fairway shots, my 7 iron once in awhile for shorter fairway shots, and my pitching wedge for when I’m close to the green.

My reasoning on this is that I need to reduce the variables until my swing is a bit more grooved in & consistent.

I hope I have time to sneak another nine holes in again tomorrow :-)

Okay, so I actually took my clubs out onto the course, yesterday . . .

And utterly humiliated myself. Nine holes, and I think I was on the fairway ONCE the entire time. Unless the tees count. Do the tees count as “being on the fairway”???

I had gotten to the point on the driving range when I could hit fairly long, fairly straight shots, fairly consistently (I took a half hour lesson too, which helped) with my seven iron, at least.

But everything I thought I’d grooved in disappeared when I got out on the course.

*sob*

I hit trees. Several. I hit water (not that that was hard to do that — we got three inches of rain yesterday morning and the course was sopping wet). I scattered the geese grazing in the rough. I chipped over greens, and then chipped back over them the other way. On more than one hole.

I think I’ll stick to the driving range again for awhile . . .

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Golf!

I bought myself a set of golf clubs today.

It’s something I’ve been thinking of doing for awhile. I last played regularly as a kid. Then some years ago I started thinking I might like to play again, and from time to time I’d look at clubs. Then my parents took it back up after a 20-odd year hiatus. And my daughter and nephew did a week of golf camp last week, so now they’re all gung ho to get out and play.

Tell you how long it’s been since I played — I have to fight to keep my left foot planted on my backswing, lol — I was taught to raise my left foot up on its toe.

I took my daughter out to a driving range this evening at one of Rochester’s 20-odd public courses. I’ll sneak over for a lesson sometime this week and then maybe she and I can try nine holes.

I’m beyond happy about this. I don’t know why. But I have a really good feeling about it :-)