I’ve played very little golf this year. Not through any choices I have made, but on medical grounds. It’s been a strange year as a result. I went to Wentworth and saw Luke Donald putt for victory on the 18th. And, I, like many of us watched from the edge of our sofa as Europe held on to the Ryder Cup. But, I didn’t play. I had a couple of hospital procedures and lots of physio.
It’s now dark at 4:30pm. It’s cold. It’s windy and it has been raining a lot. That means Winter rules. At our local 9-hole pay-to-play, that also means Winter tees. (A raised platform with fake grass and a fixed place for your tee). Even so, I want to play. I want to get my clubs out of the garage, along with the Go Kart that has seen little action this year and play 9-holes.
I suspect I will be awful. My shoulder is still very ‘tight’. I won’t have much success. But that won’t matter. I’ll be playing again.
Only, I know I have work to do before I can get on the course again. I need to be fitter than I am. I need to increase the mobility in my shoulders. I have to work on increasing my overall flexibility. And, I have to go visit the Pro at the local course as I suspect I have been compensating for a dodgy shoulder for too long… How does one learn a new golf swing and ‘unlearn’ bad habits?
Answers on a postcard, please?
Yesterday I wrote about my frustrations with email…today I got the following link into my tag surfer inbox. The video is a bit long, but it’s worth watching…
Yep, the new car is not so new now… With several trips to Birmingham (work), Brighton, and now a trip to Scotland (pleasure) – it is officially not new anymore. It’s still less than three months old, but I’ve driven the majority of its 3600 miles. It’s still lovely.
It faired pretty well on the journeys to and from Enochdhu (Tayside, Scotland). My Dad reckons the car is impractical…he struggled to get in and out of it (it’s his knees). Mum loved it – says “it goes like a rocket”. Gran was most disappointed she couldn’t get in it. I tried breaking the Enochdhu to Pitlochry record, but failed when I got stuck on Moulin Moor – behind a tourist taking pictures of…not the beautiful scenery of Ben Y Vrackie, Schiehallion and Ben Lawyers…but sheep! Oh well, you can’t win ’em all. I did manage to break my own record from Enochdhu to home… 7 hours including two stops…
As for the car…there’s nothing quite like getting in it first thing in the morning, making a quick decision and then, either putting the roof down, or driving off with roof in place… Today is a bit of an odd day – the office is empty so I’ve chosen to work from home. At lunch time I had to buy some gift vouchers for people leaving work – so went out in the car with the roof down. The feeling of the wind in your hair, music playing from the playlist on my iPOD, and the warmth of the sunshine. It feels like a holiday.
Having returned to my desk this PM, patio doors opened, playlist playing…I can’t quite maintain that holiday-feeling. Something to do with the work on the laptop…?
Speaking of which…
Welcome to my first post at dht240.com – Tribbles, Troubles and Dribbles…
Those that know me well, know the history behind dht240 – those that don’t will have to wonder. I’ve written a blog for over two years, but it’s been kept to a pretty closed circle – now who knows?
Who am I?
A thirty-something female, living in the South East and working in IT – need I say more? I’m happily independent, occasionally stressed, sometimes mad, fast driving, music loving, caring and loyal… I’m intolerant of people who don’t try to better themselves and I can’t stand people who are ‘takers’ in life.
I work in marketing for an IT company – one which has many tribbles running around – but has some dribbles too. We’ll see what makes it to these pages.