Ok boys and girls. Tis the season! No, not that one, golf season! You got it: I’m a golfer too. Once it’s warm enough I’m out there hitting the links.
I remember when I was young sneaking out on the golf course that was behind my parents’ house with my friends. We would walk through a patch of woods with a couple of old clubs my friend had and start hacking up the place. Of course, within moments upon stepping foot on there, we were thrown off, but that was all part of the adventure.
I’ve always enjoyed playing and over the years I started to take it more and more seriously. Then about eight to ten years ago, I decided that I wanted to make some real improvements in my game, so I bought a package deal of lessons at a local course. Whoa! What a difference! The changes to my original techniques were so huge and it was almost like starting all over again, but it ended up being the best thing I ever did for my game.
Now, every year I so look forward to my weekends off without gigs. I mean, I look forward to my weekends with Chaser Eight gigs even more, but I love my golf weekends too. Just as much as I love sitting down to the kit with my bandmates, I love getting out to the course with some friends and enjoying the beautiful scenery the course and nature has to offer. There is nothing more relaxing than the warm breeze, fresh air, and serene peace and quiet. Oh, except when you’re playing so bad you’re ready to throw your clubs in the pond!
Every once in a while I’ll even enter into a tournament. A little friendly competition is always fun, but I’m mostly in competition with myself to push to improve my game. So I guess I bring much of the same attitude, drive, and determination to the course as I do behind the kit. Although, occasionally, I go a little too crazy on the course, but like the bumper sticker says: My worse day at the golf course is better than my best day a work!