Golf is a frustrating sport...
After posting a +18 on Sunday, I managed to throw down a ridiculous 109, +37, yesterday. Ten 3-putts (!) and didn't par a single hole. My only redeeming points were actually making birdie on one par 3 due to a perfect shot leaving me a 4 footer, and that despite how horrific my day was, I managed only bogey on the #1 handicap hole on the course.
I was generally hitting the ball well, so the fault lies with my short game... A few times I was in bunkers and took two strokes to get out, a few flubbed chips or pitches that went over the green or left me with terrible putts, and then of course the aforementioned 3-putts.
Oh well, the beer still tasted good, and I got some good exercise out of it. I walked all 18, and when I got home took the dog for an additional walk because I'd left him home so long, so according to my watch I walked over 14 miles yesterday.
Unfortunately, despite not having a flare-up of tennis elbow in either round, yesterday on the back nine I had an attack of golfer's elbow. Sore today...
