…did I mention it was a tournament?
scheduling conflict with the real golfer, so I kinda had to scramble to
make everything possible for me to go. Luckily my mom is amazing and
took my daughter all day and picked up my son from school, and I was
able to get my food delivered early in the a.m., so everything magically
worked out!The night before the tournament, instead of googling ‘how to play golf’, I googled ‘how to dress to play golf’. I knew I wasn’t gonna turn myself into Tigress Woods in 17 hours, but I could definitely control how I looked while doing it. So I ended up putting on the preppiest things I had in my closet and am pretty sure I just looked like someone on the Disney channel.
|(Shirt- (very) Old Navy ‘tiny fit’. Shorts- Express ‘editor’. Shoes- Skechers. Hat- (not pictured) Old Navy fedora)|
I used a 7 iron for just about everything (they all look the same!), lost a total of 5 balls somewhere in the woods of Salisbury, snapped 2 tee’s in half, and thought when my husband said ‘girl clubs’ he was referring to a bar that only served ladies. But… I think I did OK. Not great, but OK. And I’m OK with that!! It was fun enough for me to not care that I wasn’t trying to be perfect at something…if that makes any sense.
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However, today I am tired and sore and am finding it difficult to complete simple forearm tasks such as jar-opening, pants-zipping and teeth-brushing (don’t worry, I still did them). But I do feel pretty proud of myself. I did something I have never done before, got to spend time with two of my dearest friends, drink a cheap, canned margarita for the first time (😁), and hit the hell out of a tiny ball with a club larger than I am.