I mentioned that I hadn't golfed since lifetime gym over twenty years ago. Yesterday, on a blustery day in Fenelon Falls, I played the nine hole course at Eganridge Inn and Spa overlooking beautiful Sturgeon Lake with my buddy Elvis, courtesy of Chevrolet.
Things got off to a rocky start when I thought I needed to rent left-handed clubs but was assured by the golf pro that I was likely right-handed. I shoot left-handed in hockey, but bat right-handed in baseball, and I'm honestly not sure which feels more natural with my golf swing.
With my right-handed clubs, I did my very best. Golf is a humbling game, and although I won handedly, I'm sure you'll have a good laugh at my score of 56.
