It is official. I have now played my first round of 2014! Only a day after my meteorological tirade, the fates heard my anguish and conspired an opportunity to express myself in plastic. In shorts no less! What a difference a day can make.
I, predictably, was about as consistent as a manic depressive. My drives? Short and erratic. My approaches? Untypically long. Putts? Missed 15 footers and made 30+ footers. My lines were the only consistent part of the round. They regularly went straight into trees.
It was just nice to get out. Now let's see how the arm feels tomorrow!