Monday, January 16, 2017

How to Golf When Your Skills are that of an Actual Ripe Fig

A few months ago I decided on Golf as a spring sport. I am now having second thoughts about my decision because I have the skill of a wet sock. This weekend Caroline, who is good at golf, took me to Santa Maria and I have never felt so out of place in my life.

How does one manage to hit the ball behind them? I don't know but I managed to do it. The entire experience gave me the upmost of a fright. Out of the three girls playing it is very safe to say I would enjoy being the photographer more than a player. The fl0p chronicles continue because I am a fl0p. I stuttered when someone told me hello the other day. What a mess. (I contaminated the sport, I am so sorry @actual golf players)

2 comments:

  1. I relate to this on a spiritual level. I am so proud of you though for trying something new!

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  2. Oh my, your blogs are the best! I relate to this so much and I'm so proud of you Mak! Look at you go!

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