Several weeks back I was invited to play golf in a company outing, I was a fill in really, someone to fill in a foursome. Hell golf’s better than work right. Well maybe, then again maybe not. Depends on how long it’s been since you played with any regularity. You see golf is not a sport you just go pick back up where you left off 8-9 years ago, but it was a captains choice so your always playing the best shot hit by the foursome. Hit a bad shot you pick up and play the best shot of the foursome. Although it is pretty cool when your shot is the best of the four. It’s a good way to play if your not that good or haven’t played in a while. Back when I played regularly I was on the cusp of being a single digit handicapper. Now that doesn’t seem like that big a deal but only 4.5% of all golfers are at this level. Hell 80% don’t even break 100. A nine handicap means your shooting in the low 80’s on a regular basis ad occasionally break into the seventy’s. I could hold my own and beat most of the everyday guys, leaving only the fellows that lived at the course as major challenges. Every now and then I find myself privy to golf conversations and the talk is all of the latest equipment, who’s hitting what, gotta get that new driver, what degree is that wedge etc etc. I got to say when I played alot I hit what I brought. It never dawned on me to run out and get the latest and greatest whatever hit the market that week club. I figured out how to hit what I had. I remember several times winning new drivers and and such and I always ended up trading them away because I could hit what I had better. In my book there was no sense in taking the time to figure out a new club to play the same. During this outing I hit some bad shots and some good shots, that is after a few holes and getting back into the midset of my game. Hitting a good shot still feels the same, good! It was a pretty enjoyable time all in all, but towards the end of the round I was ready for it to be over. Hitting the clubhouse grill and bar afterward still feels the same as well, good! Anyway a few days after the outing I realized that my serious playing days are behind me. I don’t have a regular group of guys to play with like I once did and it would take a multitude of weekends playing to get my game back, not to mention the driving range time. I don’t see that happening. I don’t know if I miss it or not but I still stare at the courses I see along the way and have quite a few great memories and stories of when I did. There were times I couldn’t wait to get back out there, but not now. I have other interests now. You see when you let one thing go something else will always take it’s place. That’s how it works.