Born to *try*

I haven’t yet got the hang of hitting a golf ball. It never seems to get further than the 100 metres mark. I’ve had various experienced people try and give me tips (even a 12 year-old had pity on me once), but sometimes I prove to be a lost cause! I enjoy myself (in-between aggravated swings at the ball – usually missing it - resulting in more frustration) for the most part.

 

Something I can succeed in is a game of cards – particularly Euchre – but Freeth seems set on crushing me in this also. I almost choke on sago when Freeth defeats me hands-down – six points separated us at the end. So lame.

I will need to redeem myself in a game of Bang at leader’s retreat this weekend.

Agenda. Priority. Discipline.