For the first time in a long while, I finally managed to keep my golf ball in flight instead of chopping the grass. It's such a lovely feeling to be able to see my ball sail through the air and land so far away rather than at my feet haha ...
Out of the gang of four, my tee shots are still the shortest whilst Joyce tees off like a bullet train that we always tease her that all she needs to take for her second shot on a par 4 is her putter. Yeah, she's that good :)
My arms feel like they no longer belong to my body and have a life of their own. My muscles are aching and my legs are giving way .... it's gotta be the heat, sapping energy out of me. It's maddening when here I am, trying to focus on my ball and then I have these beads of perspiration running down the sides of my face, fogging up my glasses and what do you know ... I top my ball or air shot instead ... so embarassing ... but who's watching haha!!!
I dislike it when a flight of men comes right behind us whilst waiting for their turn, and they're watching and I can literally feel their eyes boring down at us or I can almost imagine the sneering remarks they make when they look at lady golfers and think we are not good enough for the fairways. Most times, though, it is my imagination and these men don't even bother if we can hit or not as long as we are not holding up play.
Oh well, at the end of the day, I enjoy my game, have a good giggle at two at the kamikaze cap worn by that elderly golfer, gawk at that "grass cutter" style Korean lady handling her iron shot, laugh our hearts out when we make silly mistakes ... it's all in the bonding of friends and having a good time that counts.
I'm off to Bintan this weekend to tackle the Ocean Course. I'll either float or sink but hey, it's still a challenge I'm ready to relish and hopefully lick ... I'm looking forward to the massage though more than anything haha ...
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