I tried to play golf. My husband, the golfer was thrilled to buy me equipment. I took some lessons; they did not help.
We moved to our current place adjacent to a golf course, of which I am not a fan. Balls land in my yard on a regular basis. Since I am often in the backyard gardening, errant golf balls have to be watched for. If I am out…
I tried to play golf. My husband, the golfer was thrilled to buy me equipment. I took some lessons; they did not help.
We moved to our current place adjacent to a golf course, of which I am not a fan. Balls land in my yard on a regular basis. Since I am often in the backyard gardening, errant golf balls have to be watched for. If I am outside when an errant shot is hit, I relentlessly make fun of the golfer. I can also see the closest tee on our fairway.
I regularly see absolutely AWFUL golf swings and think, "Damn! I can do that." I realized that my golf game had no potential for improvement, plus playing made me anxious. Life is way too short to try to enjoy something you inherently dislike.
I tried to play golf. My husband, the golfer was thrilled to buy me equipment. I took some lessons; they did not help.
We moved to our current place adjacent to a golf course, of which I am not a fan. Balls land in my yard on a regular basis. Since I am often in the backyard gardening, errant golf balls have to be watched for. If I am outside when an errant shot is hit, I relentlessly make fun of the golfer. I can also see the closest tee on our fairway.
I regularly see absolutely AWFUL golf swings and think, "Damn! I can do that." I realized that my golf game had no potential for improvement, plus playing made me anxious. Life is way too short to try to enjoy something you inherently dislike.