I’m hoping that the amateur voice of this blog fills a void in how you think about the game of golf in a way that no other golf blog does.
I discovered golf in my forties on an August day almost 20 years ago. Friends loaned me a used iron set of Lee Trevino clubs and invited me to be the fourth in their group. I had never taken a lesson, seen a scorecard or ever swung a club on a golf course. While unable to recall most of my first round, I know that before I reached the 18th that day I had become engrossed in the game — so much so, my friends had to almost drag me off the last green. I didn’t want the round to end.
I went through a transformation since that first day. I took golf lessons from PGA Golf Instructors who taught me the mantra of “good fundamentals”, without which my golfing days may have been short-lived, because anyone who plays at any level knows not only how exhilarating but also how frustrating and humbling the game can be.
I joined a men’s club, played in leagues and tournaments of all kind, mostly at the local club level, but occasionally at the state level. I became skilled enough to play on a match play traveling team that competed with other clubs. I organized and managed corporate and private tournaments; served as a men’s club director and president.
I hold a low, single digit USGA Handicap Index which I credit to not only practice and patience, but also to my discover of the mental side of golf and golf fitness.