The last blog I wrote was about golf.
And how I hoped I wouldn’t be horrible.
Well, Week 1, that’s exactly what happened. I was awful. I shot a 10. And a 9. I hit a house. Went in the water. Lost my ball. You name it, it happened.
Of course, the great thing about golf is all it takes is one shot or one hole to keep you coming back.
That round, it was my last hole. Granted, it was only a par. But that was good enough to keep me coming back.
With the wet and chilly days we’ve had, I didn’t get a chance to hit the course before my second league day of the season. I honestly expected the same result.
But I was pleasantly surprised. My goal for the first round was to keep it under 60. And I did that. My second-round goal was to keep it under 55. And I did that by a long ways.
I started off rough — with a double bogey — but that was the only one of the day. I had a nice string of bogeys — narrowly missing par a few times — until the last hole.
Once again, I ended my round with a par.
I guess that means I’ll come back next week.