On Sunday, I went to hit golf balls at Strawberry Farms with my brother. It was the first time I picked up and swung a golf club in almost 3 years. The driving range was really nice and costed $12 for a bucket of balls that we shared. I forgot how many clubs I was missing. Out of the whole set I only have a 3, 5, 6, 7, 8, and PW. Where did all the others go? Anyway, I took a couple swings and realized how tight I was. I made quite a few divots in the grass and made a couple nice shots that went the usual 100 yards with my 7. Then, I picked up my 5 wood and was kickin’ butt! That was my favorite club for the day. Unfortunately, I only got the ball about 150 yards. But it was nice to be out in the sun smelling fresh cut grass and hearing the satisfying sound of “ting” from a nice shot again. Too bad I now have a sore arm and a funky blister on my finger. I can’t wait to go back.