Got a new set of golf clubs. After 45 years of hacking and swearing, I took some lessons and made the plunge.
Now I find out I don’t have the flexibility in my waist to really have that backswing I want to have. That middle age softball might be coming back to haunt me.
But I’m not quitting now. I may not look like Rory, but I will die trying. To tell ya the truth, I start feeling pretty good about it, but then I take a video of my swing to show my progress, and it looks like hades.
