I had another golf lesson today and there’s too much to remember. Stand like this, hold your head like that. It’s all fun still, fortunately. On the way out, a guy parked his golf cart behind my car, across the way so it was hard for me to get out. I was going back and forth, like you’d do while parallel parking, when the guy started yelling at me. I can’t remember exactly what he said first, but he did say, “something something fucking ass something I told you to stop.” I got out of my car and told him I hadn’t heard him. He yelled some more. I asked if I’d actually hit the cart. He said no and yelled some more. So I told him to quit acting like a fuckhead and drove off. The only thing I can think of is that his wife outplayed him today. I’m not sure why else you’d park so a guy can’t leave the parking lot and then start yelling at him.<\/p>\n
More “Structural Integration” for me today and boy did it hurt like hell. This isn’t supposed to be as bad as old-school Rolfing, and I can’t imagine what that would be like.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I had another golf lesson today and there’s too much to remember. Stand like this, hold your head like that. It’s all fun still, fortunately. On the way out, a guy parked his golf cart behind my car, across the way so it was hard for me to get out. I was going back and forth, like you’d do while parallel parking, when the guy started yelling at me. I can’t remember exactly what he said first, but he did say, “something something fucking ass something I told you to stop.” I got out of my car and told him I hadn’t heard him. He yelled some more. I asked … Continue reading Another reason to quit playing golf.<\/span>