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Monday, May 07, 2012

Duffed that one

Going on almost two years as a golfer, I still look forward to whenever I hit the links. During the past three Sundays, I've been on three different courses, made plenty of good shots, and lost many balls. The way I see it, there's always room for improvement while having fun.

I acquired a new driver and putter a few months ago and acquired a new (lighter) golf bag a few days ago. These were not purchased for the sake of being a better player; they're signs that I'm not simply testing things out on my father's old clubs.

Yup, I'm committed.

What keeps me coming back is the desire to make a good shot . . . and the serenity that comes from being on a course. The world in my head shuts up for a little bit as I keep my eye on the ball. I still hit duffers, but I'm not discouraged. This is supposed to be fun.

Even now, when I visit a country club or pass one in my car, I think about playing on it. I'm not sleeping with my putter or anything like that. Golfing is enjoyable that requires effort, and the effort is usually rewarded in small doses. Which is perfectly fine for me.

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