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 :-)