I have a new hobby.
This satisfaction lured Wesley into the game quite a bit before me and I decided if he was going to get into it, I was going to get into it. After all, who wants to sit at home while their husband is off golfing.
Then, Wes tromped hither, yither, and yonder searching for a good pair of golf clubs and all I thought was, ‘drat this game of golf’.
Finally, he found a set. And told me to come take a swing. I wish I could have take a picture of Wesley’s face after I hit those first two balls. I had not swung a club in years and the last time I had done so, I had hit myself. But these two shots were just beautiful, soaring high, and straight into the air. His face was the picture of trying not to show surprise, shock, and a touch of chagrin.
And immediately my competitive spirit roared within me as I whooped and hollered, ‘Wes, you know that was a good shot and you know you just about fell to the ground in shock and you know…!’
Then we went to the driving range. And I found I was not near as good as I had planned on being. So that was a bummer but it didn’t keep me down long. Although every time I see Wesley whack the ball with a driver and watch it soar hundreds of yards into the air, I’m immensely jealous and mutter, ‘drat!’
Really I don’t. I more say things like, ‘Wow babe. You’re my hero.’
Anyways…We just took our first golf lessons last night. It was blazing hot. With bugs. But quite enjoyable nonetheless. We learned the basics of putting and chipping. Wes has a bit more experience than me in the game but we’re still pretty much on the same field as far as learning the what for’s and how to’s of the game; its so much fun to learn something together. We get to partner up and help each other and swelter together and give each other triumphant looks (I try real hard not to whoop on the course) as a putt shot sails into the hole.
I am determined to be good at this game.
We’ll see how it goes.
In the meantime, I’m having a swell time learning the ropes.