Golfing

I went golfing today. Real golfing. On a driving range golfing. And I liked it. I was awful, but it was really fun. T taught me how to hit balls, and I think if my thumb wasn't still injured I would have done a lot better. I feel like my game could have benefited from sweet golfing clothes, though. The jeans and ratty t-shirt I had on hardly count as appropriate golf attire. At any rate, it was wicked fun to do something new. T told me to add it to my "bucket list" and then cross it off. Considering golfing at a driving range should have been on my list to begin with, I thought that was a valid suggestion.