This morning I am SORE though. Why? Because I violated my Sabbath. Instead of taking the day off for sloth and laziness, I golfed. Golf! That's right! I am still pinching myself to see if this is really a dream....
Now - I used to golf a fair amount. I never got very good at it though, and eventually the frustration of that little ball going wherever the hell it wanted to led me to spending more time frustrated than having fun. The last time I touched my clubs was at least a year ago, maybe two! So it was with some trepidation that I accepted an invitation to play in a golf tournament to benefit my old High School. This year will be 35 years since I graduated High School, so it is kind of neat to rub elbows with so of my old buds...
It was a great Southern California day and a great day for golf. The skies were warm and crystal clear. Here's the golf course at 7:30 in the morning before we started:
It was a scramble tournament with a shotgun start. We teed off on hole four at 8:30 AM:
The longer the day went, the more spectacular it became. By midday, temperatures were pushing 80 and the air crystal clear:
Watching another great tee shot:
I grew up in a Mexican part of town. The big benefit? Outstanding Mexican food! Here are the carne asada tacos that were waiting for us at the tenth tee: