For the first time in two years, I golfed yesterday. My golf buddies were the same as two years ago...and probably the two or three years before that, Rob and Mike. We have all known each other since kindergarten and probably before.
Mike works in Korea most of the year and makes it over to Spokane when he is in country to visit his Mom. So when he comes, he tries to organize a golf day for us.
We hit the Downriver Golf Course just after noon, when the sun is at it's highest and hottest. I would love to show you pictures, but I left my camera at work. Dammit!
I found myself feeling a great deal of anxiety over this round of golf. I've never been a very good player and golf never had the allure for me that it has for so many others.
Anyway, I played okay. Not great! Certainly nothing to write home about. I had a few good shots and lots of shitty ones.
There was a forrest fire burning across the river and we were able to smell that.
It felt as though we had the whole course to ourselves. We never felt rushed to play and the pair ahead of us quickly disappeared into the foliage.
Afterwards, I went home and worked on my brick wall project. (You can refer to this date over on www.my-life-as-a-house.blogspot.com) I am feeling the consequences of the hard yard work I've been doing but I can only say that it has to be good for me. I'm getting some exercise and I feel good. Sore...but good!
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