You might be wondering "why in the world is Erin taking golfing lessons?" The honest truth is that I am insanely stubborn and getting better at golf, at a game that I played just twice before, had plagued my thoughts since "Chick Week" at the beach. Amazing.
So, with our family's summer vacation quickly approaching and the immanent rematch awaiting, I signed up for private lessons at the local golf course; no group stuff where prodigious pre-teens could make a fool of me. After one session with Zandy, I decided that practice would only improve my chances at success.
"Golf doesn't count as exercise," Jeremiah yelled as I headed off for my first solo attempt at the driving range. I had a good time. I even improved upon what I had learned the day before; the balls went where I aimed them and my distance increased.
"You are going to get out of it, what you put into it," I remembered my instructor saying. Two days later, I returned for some more practice.
Its not that I am hooked on the game of golf, I still don't know if I actually enjoy it or if my bizarre patience is allowing my even more bizarre stubbornness free reign. Regardless, in the past 8 days I have had two lessons and four practices. I now have a set of clubs, a sweet putter and a cute bag to put them all in.
I will probably shake this after the beach trip. By then the weather will be cooling and the air will be dry; Fall is my favorite time of year for mountain biking fun. The college students will return to town. Cross season will begin. Fridays will be filled with Six-Pack Downhill adventures and Saturdays with trail maintenance and fatty rides. Squeeze in a wedding and all that fun...
This golfing thing is a nice diversion from the norm in the meantime.
Erin
posted by E Bishop # 7:40 PM 
