It’s true to say that I have always been fairly average when it comes to ball sports. So I ask myself why @ ’50 Something’ am I suddenly entertaining the idea of becoming a Pro Golfer? Well.., perhaps that’s putting the cart before the horse just a little… but I am at least contemplating that I should learn to hit the ball.
My experience on the golf course is ‘limited’ to say the least; with the number of games easily counted on one and a bit hands… BUT, I figure learning the game is a reasonably achievable goal for someone of my ‘middle years’….and who knows… I might even like it ( after all I don’t mind walking … AND the smell of cut grass is good, so that’s a great start).
However, today’s trial adventure onto the course highlighted that golf can in fact be a high risk activity. Accompanied by our three ’20 Something’ companions, Mr ’50 Something’ and I were reminded of the dangers when I spotted the signs warning us of ‘spike bushes, snakes and unstable grounds‘…no doubt meant to keep us from hitting the ball into the scrub (yeah right …as if I have any control over where that ball ends up!)
Needless to say I managed to lose 3 balls to the wilderness, and left them for the snakes … but apart from that I think I did OK for a first effort…It’s just the score that tells a different story.
Let’s just say I have a little way to go before hitting the Pro-Circuit!
Wonder Years 
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