thekid65
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Off work early on a Friday afternoon, sun is shining, no snow on the ground, very little wind, a brand new set of Taylormades that my wife got me for my b-day last Sept, and I have absolutely no desire to go play.
Why?
Because its 30 degrees out there.
A dozen years or so ago, I woulda been out there swinging away. Driving off of those rubber tee things, watching my ball roll 50-75 extra yards off the rock hard fairways, cussing because I'd hit the green, only to see my ball bounce 30' in the air and end up 20 yds over the green. Doing a shot or 2 of JD to help keep me warm (along with the long johns, and 2 layers of clothing). Having a good-ole time, and not really caring about the score.
Nowadays, in the winter, the miss-hits hurt/sting a lot more, I can't stay flexible/loose, and am much more cognizant of my score.
I drive by the course on the way home on an icy afternoon and notice guys out there, and say to myself "They're f-ing nuts, that can't be any fun."
But I do remember.. it was fun, it was golf, and one pretty much had the whole course to oneself.
Getting older sucks. I can't wait till it's 50 degrees out.
Why?
Because its 30 degrees out there.
A dozen years or so ago, I woulda been out there swinging away. Driving off of those rubber tee things, watching my ball roll 50-75 extra yards off the rock hard fairways, cussing because I'd hit the green, only to see my ball bounce 30' in the air and end up 20 yds over the green. Doing a shot or 2 of JD to help keep me warm (along with the long johns, and 2 layers of clothing). Having a good-ole time, and not really caring about the score.
Nowadays, in the winter, the miss-hits hurt/sting a lot more, I can't stay flexible/loose, and am much more cognizant of my score.
I drive by the course on the way home on an icy afternoon and notice guys out there, and say to myself "They're f-ing nuts, that can't be any fun."
But I do remember.. it was fun, it was golf, and one pretty much had the whole course to oneself.
Getting older sucks. I can't wait till it's 50 degrees out.