First Tee/Levy Loop

I ran the Levy Loop, almost immediately after my return from a football game in Conway, in 16:52, with splits of 8:42 and 8:10. As much as I hate to know it, that was about as fast as I could go. I might've had 30 seconds in me, maybe. I know for sure I ran the last half mile as fast as I could, after looking at my watch and realizing that's what it would take to break 17 minutes. Don't ask why breaking 17 minutes meant anything to me. It doesn't now, but it did for that half mile.

I played poorly at First Tee with Steve the dentist. I scored a 46. I can play well and score a 46, but didn't today. Not counting a few pitches and long putts that saved my score, I hit a total of, let me think, four good shots, and two of those were recovery mid-iron pitches around trees. The other two were my drive and 3-wood to 50 yards on No. 2, the first par-5. I had 1 par, 6 bogies, and 2 doubles, and used 17 putts.

Here's the best example of my nine: On No. 6, a wide-open, down-and-up, 350-yard par-4 with a slight dog leg right, I hit a pop-fly drive just short and right of a bunker to the right, maybe 180 yards. I had to aim my 7-wood left of the green to avoid over-hanging limbs, but pushed it. Leaves turned it right and it landed in the front bunker. My sand wedge was pretty good, but it rolled three feet into the fringe, 30 feet from the hole. I hit a shitty chip eight feet past and made the putt to save bogey.