Last night Dan and I attended our second golf lesson. We got to the range early, so we decided to kill a bucket before we met up with the instructor. It seemed like a good idea at the time, although my arms are regretting it now. On the upside, the muscles do look nice and tight.I walked away from yesterday’s lesson feeling much more confident. While I still scream amateur, I did manage get a few nice shots near the 100 yard marker. Once again we were using the 7 iron. If I’m still only hitting 100 yards when I try out my driver next week, I’ll have to reexamine my newfound confidence.
I always thought I’d hate golf, but I have to admit that there is definitely something gratifying about swinging clubs and propelling objects after a hard day at work. I have also discovered that making large divots in the ground is rather amusing. If anyone is looking for a non-conventional means to aerate their lawn, I am available for hire.
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