I walked the 38th Street Loop this morning in 31:16. My legs were deader than Joe Frazier's chance to recapture the Heavyweight crown. It's gorgeous out, partly cloudy, warm, windy, packed with the typical pastel colors of fall. The leaves looked like butterflies. It should be a good day for a round of shitty golf.
This may sounds nuts, but for the first day with a golf club in my hand since August 23, I was pleased by my round of 108 at First Tee today. I scored nines of 56 and 52. I had 2 pars, 6 bogies, 5 doubles, 2 triples, 1 quadruple, and 2 pentagonals. Blow up holes killed my score. I used 30 putts.
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