I was having a lovely little discussion the other day about healthy lifestyle choices and I was eager to brag about my golfing and how I was out at least once a week to walk a lovely nine and I was horrified to learn that doctors do not consider golf to be a physical activity which will lead to weight loss. You heart rate does not raise high enough, for long enough to burn enough calories...
Clearly these docs have not toured around with me on one of my 175 rounds. Heart rates are raised - not to worry and the delightful tour around all of the course seems to help my cardio. In fact my face can be quite red at times, even my ears turn a shade of pink after the second splash into the same creek, in almost the same spot. But who's bitter?
Speaking of worry, it has been over a week since my last round and I am having visions of a 14 stroke first hole again. Not that I didn't enjoy my trip to Hamilton (to watch the cast of the GDCI Drama Club rock the world at the Provincial Showcase for their production of Last Man Hanged, which I helped direct), but I have fallen out of my 2-3 rounds a week groove. I am concerned that any progress I have made will be hiding somewhere on the course, three rounds from now.
Tomorrow is the first test of muscle memory. Oh boy. I really hope there is good news to report! Like riding a bike right? Repeat: Oh boy.
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