Time for tee...or tee for two?
After taking seven years off, I’ve taken up the game of golf again. This time, my approach—literally and figuratively—is much better than in the past. A torn rotator cuff and the subsequent surgery caused my hiatus in the first place. Golf was never my primary sport, as I was a tennis player. After forgoing the tennis courts for the same reason, I recently accepted that tennis would never be my game again. My serve will never be the same and the possibility of re-injuring said rotator cuff is a problem. So, I decided to revisit golf—the sport I only half-heartedly played with my husband, children and friends whenever required to do so. This time around, golf seems much more social...more fun. I’m not just talking about the 19th hole. There is a different vibe. Everything about golf seems more alive…and paradoxically, more relaxed. I wonder what’s changed. It’s not the same old-school (read: uptight) game I remember …with the same old-school (read: snooty) people. Egads…maybe I’ve cha