Sometimes there are things that people just aren’t good at, and can’t learn to do. It’s one of the more frustrating things in the world, but, hey, it happens. I think it’s a leading cause of depression.
Yesterday Kenny and I, with Vivian and Peter on one course, played at lot more disc golf. I made the sweetest shot I ever have, and probably ever will, at Sequoyah Park. I drove it all the way to the green with a perfect curve around a stand of trees. Amazing.
In fact, it was so much fun yesterday that I really want to go again today. I’m not sure how anyone else would feel about it though.