Flew home and hit the links on Memorial Day. I was way over 50 on the front 9. There was a crowd on the back 9, so I played the front 9 holes again. I lost concentration and my score ballooned up there. Golf is much easier to watch than to play.
However, I walk the course in the tropical heat. I am sweating at the end...Good to be alive!
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