I am not good at golf.
Wait, not good doesn’t do my skills justice. I’m terrible.
I’ve only gotten out and played a couple times, but despite my skills, I love the game.
I can go out and stink it up for 18 holes, but there is always that one shot or one putt that is perfect and makes me fall in love with the game and makes me want to come back.
It’s the game that is so frustrating, but so relaxing.
But it took me a while to get to this place.