Golf is hard
In my decade or so of struggling to get to grips with what I call a golf swing - my somewhat vigorous, yet jerky and blurry series of movements that some would draw comparisons to a madmen trying to swing at attacking zombies - and the ensuing danger it poses to my flight mates, I have come to the conclusion that golf is not a game for the faint hearted.
First off, the constant stares and laughter from my flight mates or caddies aren’t because I’m a regular Jerry Lewis or Mr
Bean of the group. I sometimes make a jolly fool of myself and have to be at the ready to nurse my bruised and battered ego. And just as I begin to recover from said wounds, and summon enough courage to face the golfing public at the next round, the next bombardment of challenges begins at the tee box, then on the fairway, followed by the green or worse, the bunker!
Playing more golf really helped and days at the range working with a teaching pro paid more dividends than I could ever imagine, definitely more so if I had just tried to go at it by myself. But ever so often, the mistakes creep back in and we all need a reminder on what not to do, so do flip to page 57 for a quick revision on how not to make those silly mistakes out on the golf course that may result in the need to nurse a bruised ego yet again.