It's been winter for a long time now, and I am to the point where I am SO ready for spring. Don't get me wrong, I love winter and snow. I am going skiing in Colorado in about a month and I can't wait for all the glorious snow that will greet me on those amazing mountain slopes. But seriously, a person can only handle so much -10 degree weather without wishing that it was at least 10 or 15 out, you know?
One of the things that I am missing most about warm weather is golf. I know, I know, you think golf is lame, for pansies, a waste of time, not a real sport, yada-yada-yada. Well I don't care what you think, I like it. In fact, I probably dislike a lot of the same things about golf that you do. I hate how expensive it is. I hate the people behind you that act like they are in a hurry to get to the next hole because it might be gone when they get there. I hate the whole country club, yuppy, rich, spoiled-brat atmosphere that so often accompanies this wonderful past time. I am not one of those knicker-wearing snobs that talks about buying/selling stocks and portfolios while riding in my electric golf cart with a martini. YACK! No, I just love being outside in the sun. I love to golf in a beat up t-shirt and shorts without any shoes or socks. I love the feel of the grass under my feet and the breeze in my face. I love walking up and down the fairway lazily and without a care, the sensation of the sand traps and the greens on my toes, the feel of hitting a ball square in the sweet spot and watching it soar through the air.
To me, golf epitomizes the essence of summer; laid-back, carefree, chill. I miss that right now.
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