Golf Golf Golf
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Its no secret that I used to play golf. Dad used to make me play golf. We got started when I was 7 years old. I played for 10 years. I stopped when I was 17. Why I stopped is a long story. But I love playing golf. I love the technicality of it. The mental game. The demands for consistency. I love walking in nature the peace and quiet and the greenery. I love how every stroke is/should be a calculated and you only do battle with yourself. You are your own worst enemy. No trash talking and how you are able to talk for hours with the person you share the flight with. Very few get it. I am one of those few.
Fast forward 10 years later. I played golf in Malaysia and it brought back so many memories. I enjoyed playing with Martin, Tim, & David. I played horribly. I haven’t played like that since I started playing golf. What I was quite happy though was that form and skill was still there. I was just rusty. I could keep up with these giants. You see all of them were at least 6 feet tall. Martin and Tim were both Australian, while David was a tall Malaysian.
So yesterday, I decided to go to the driving range and work out my form. And indeed I did. I found my form with my irons. Learned how to pitch and chip, and my drive needs some work to correct a fade that comes. Anyhoooooo
I bought new shoes! (shrieks like girl!)
These Adidas adizero golf shoes were the bomb. I actually wanted something else but they looked like soccer shoes instead of golf shoes and going conservative and safe was best for the golf course.
I also dropped by the pro-shop and see how much the balls were. (yes I can hear the juvenile snickers)
It looks so sleek. Classic golf shoes look. Last time I played I was still using steel spikes. I heard they were banned now.
Now I’m excited to try these bad boys out. I have to buy some bags and find me some coupons for golf courses. Now, anybody want to play?
