OKAY, I GET IT……

Feb 1, 2015 by

OKAY, I GET IT……

It’s really yucky outside—rainy and quite cool.  So, here I am, sitting on the sofa, watching a golf tournament.  Cue the screeching tires.  Whhhhaaaattttt??? Am I not the person who used to say watching a golf tournament is like watching a hair cut?  Yes, mam.  And now, not only do I watch it on the tube, I actually play it.   Obviously, I am a late starter but the interesting thing is the hurdles I overcame when I decided to take it up.  My first goal was to be just good enough so I could be like those obnoxious golfers that come into the bar after he and his buddies have played a round.  Not really.  And by the way , golf does not stand for Gentlemen Only Ladies Forbidden.  Anyway, back to my golf.                                                                                                                                                             First of all,

MY FIRST SET BACK---TEN STITCHES AND LUCKILY, NO NERVE DAMAGE

MY FIRST SET BACK—TEN STITCHES AND LUCKILY, NO NERVE DAMAGE

Dennis was the catalyst.  He played, so I thought it would be something fun we could do together.  Dennis, oh so graciously, lent his clubs to me and I took my first lesson.  (One of the many intuitive things the golf pro said was “Obviously, Dennis wants a new set of clubs”.  Well as fate would have it, the next week I was walking Mitch, the dog, and an English Bull dog went for Mitch and got my hand instead.  By the time my hand healed, it was dead winter.  Come spring, I go out again.  This time I just start going to the driving range and every once in a while, I ride with Dennis when he plays.  About a week later, we are staying at a bed and breakfast in the King William District (in San Antonio) and while walking back from dinner in my cute little platform sandals, I stepped on an uneven sidewalk and twisted my ankle.  The next day, I found out I had a Jones Fracture.  That meant six weeks of elevated foot, flat on my back, and no movement.  Did I mention for six weeks?  Now anybody else would probably think God was trying to tell them golf was not for you.  I must admit, it crossed my mind.  But, I had some friends that encouraged me and let me play with them.  Looking back, they were so patient and understanding.  Well, we all hung in there and I can honestly say I really like the game.  At this point, I’m keeping the ball in

MY SECOND SET BACK---DOES THAT FACE LOOK HAPPY?

MY SECOND SET BACK—DOES THAT FACE LOOK HAPPY?

play and rarely hear the sound of broken glass or a plunk in the water.  I love being out on the beautiful courses at Horseshoe Bay and what a fun thing to do when we travel.  I forgot to tell you when I first started playing, Dennis and I made a wager.  If I ever beat him, I get to name a golf course anywhere in the world for us to play………… Any recommendations?

PEBBLE BEACH

PEBBLE BEACH

 

 

 

 

NANCY, SHARON, AND KAY HAVE HUNG IN THERE WITH ME!

NANCY, SHARON, AND KAY HAVE HUNG IN THERE WITH ME!

OJAI VALLEY INN COURSE

OJAI VALLEY INN COURSE

 

GREAT NINE HOLE COURSE AT BLUE LAKE

GREAT NINE HOLE COURSE AT BLUE LAKE

DEVIL'S TRIANGLE COURSE ON ST. JOHN ISLAND

DEVIL’S TRIANGLE COURSE ON ST. JOHN ISLAND

 

RONNA, THE PRO AT THE LEGENDS GOLF COURSE, IS A MIRACLE WORKER!

RONNA, THE PRO AT THE LEGENDS GOLF COURSE, IS A MIRACLE WORKER!

 

DENNIS WITH HIS $10.000.00 CHECK FOR HIS HOLE IN ONE--NOW THAT'S A HAPPY FACE!

DENNIS WITH HIS $10.000.00 CHECK FOR HIS HOLE IN ONE–NOW THAT’S A HAPPY FACE!

 

I'M... NOT... WORTHY!

I’M… NOT… WORTHY!

 

I'VE EVEN STARTED LIKING  KITSCHY GOLF STUFF---WELL KINDA...

I’VE EVEN STARTED LIKING KITSCHY GOLF STUFF—WELL KINDA…

 

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