Halfway to the goal

As I’ve mentioned, I’m moving into the old-guy sports of golf and tennis. I harbor aspirations of getting back to the gym, but it will likely be in a maintenance rather than competitive vein. Tennis is good for me because it’s a decent runaround in a tight 90-120 minutes. Golf is much more of an investment, in $$ and in time. Because they’re both sports you can play when you’re old, though, I’m cool with the spend.

I played for the third time this year and, I have to say, it was a lot of fun and I was better than I expected. I still scored for shit, but I was hitting the ball well. If I had gotten there early enough to get some time on the putting green I could have save myself a bunch of strokes. A bunch, in this scenario, is 4-5. It was an after-work round on a hot afternoon and my watch suggests it was definitely exercise.

If I can get 6 rounds in this year I’ll seriously consider upgrading my irons, which were 12 years old when I bought them 21 years ago. My golf friends tell me that the technology in modern clubs makes the game so much more accommodating for the enthusiast (“bad”) player that I’m cheating myself by not making the move. It’s just too expensive right now for something I might do 6 times this year. I’ll surely be shopping used, in the hope that mid-2010’s golf tech was good enough to keep me in the fairway in 2025.

Also, the golf club parking lot has some treasures.