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Well, that was unexpected
Jul. 26th, 2006 05:45 pmWe live (as I may have mentioned) in a golf course community. Last year I bought clubs and shoes and gloves and balls and tees and socks, and imMEEEEEDiately did nothing. (This stupefied the ant.) But today I made an appointment for a lesson, and I took my never-golfed-except-for-PuttPutt self over there and sweated in the hot sun.
And it was fun! Sure, it felt unnatural and weird and there are 12 million things to think about all at once, none of which I was able to process intuitively, but sometimes I hit the ball and it flew straight and not to the left or the right or just rolling away from me down the hill, and there was a thuffunk and the tee and some turf went flying, too. And THAT was a cool feeling.
I'm setting a goal of going over twice a week and hitting a half-bucket, and I've signed up for a five-lesson series. Jimmy is nice and low-key, and was happy that a) he didn't have to break me of any bad habits, and b) I didn't suck as mightily as I'd feared.
Who knew?
(now I need a golf kitty)
And it was fun! Sure, it felt unnatural and weird and there are 12 million things to think about all at once, none of which I was able to process intuitively, but sometimes I hit the ball and it flew straight and not to the left or the right or just rolling away from me down the hill, and there was a thuffunk and the tee and some turf went flying, too. And THAT was a cool feeling.
I'm setting a goal of going over twice a week and hitting a half-bucket, and I've signed up for a five-lesson series. Jimmy is nice and low-key, and was happy that a) he didn't have to break me of any bad habits, and b) I didn't suck as mightily as I'd feared.
Who knew?
(now I need a golf kitty)
