February 18, 2017

Glad to be almost back after a week of being sick – this one started coming on last Sunday and attacked with a vengeance the entire week. It’s only today that my first inclination after getting up was not to go back to bed. So hopefully we are getting there.

Actually, it was last Sunday afternoon that I could first feel like I had the chills and was sore all over. I attributed the latter to my previous day’s workout. As the day went on I could feel my head starting to get a little foggy – how else to explain that I left the garage light on and the garage door open all night long? Or that I then later misjudged stepping over Marlie the rabbit’s fence and came down on it with a crash, pulling muscles in my stomach and (I think) slightly bruising a rib on my lower right side. But it wasn’t until Wednesday when I noticed pulling into the garage that something looked strange with my golf bag: all my hybrids and woods were gone. Like, I mean gone. As in, someone had taken them gone.

At first I chalked it up to Tracey perhaps taking them with the idea of – for whatever reason – wanting to give me new head covers as a Valentine’s Day gift. I know I hadn’t left them anywhere – heck, I hadn’t even taken a swing with a club since my return from Massachusetts in late October. It’s still a mystery to me why anyone would want just a bunch of woods, and left-handed for that matter. And why just a few clubs? Why not take the whole bag? I mean, they left my Ping Scottsdale putter – more valuable than any hybrid or fairway wood, for sure, and my 60-degree wedge. And they didn’t rifle through the bag and take my Bushnell rangefinder – another valuable item, for sure. And nothing else in the garage seems to have disappeared. It just seems so odd. All I can hope is they find an owner who needs them more than me: that, frankly, wouldn’t take a lot.

It just means my return to golfing will feel even more like starting over. More on that in another post.

Anyways, just letting y’all know I’m back – a little loose-legged and still a still a little bleary. But back.

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