Having just returned from holiday, I have a few stories that you might able to relate to in with regards to your own golfing experiences.
The first is a story about my beautiful wife Shelley and her affliction with shoes.
You see my wife has the habit of picking beautiful looking shoes, however rarely do they function when they have to be used!
The story played itself out on holiday when Shelley had bought a new pair of shoes for the holiday.
Shelley's holiday shoes.
I have become an over specialist in golf.
This really hit home a few years ago, with the limited time I do get to play golf, most of it is a few holes here and there where I give golf lessons in Edinburgh, Craigmillar Park Golf Club.
A few years ago I had a few coaching clients that liked to play me for a few shekels (they owned their own respected companies, so essentially it was my services against theirs up for grabs), their better ball against my score.
Anyway the first outing they beat me on the last, ever the professional I finished the round and gave them a quick recap of their lesson. However inside I was not a happy bunny, giving my services away for free.
Come the next outing, well I was well up for it.