Fore! | | Brainerd, Minnesota


I have always considered myself to be fairly athletic. A dedicated sports nut, whether it be watching or playing, I have embraced all that sports have had to offer for as long as I can remember.

Soccer, basketball and lacrosse were my main focuses, with bouts in fast pitch softball, volleyball, track and field and even golf; the latter of which has been my enemy since those summers in the junior golf league at Oak Glenn in sixth and seventh grade.

Despising golf turned me into a black sheep of sorts in the family. Both my brothers golfed in summer leagues and with friends, my mom and dad were in their respective men's and women's golf league and every summer a family golf tournament always left me out of the foursome, instead babysitting nephews and cousins whose golf skills probably equal to that of my own.

But moving up to God's Country, I have decided to give golf another swing (pun intended) with the hopes of not only becoming a player that my parents aren't embarrassed to hit the links with, but hopefully improve my patience and decline my opposition toward the sport.

The improvements started Friday, where I hit the driving range with borrowed clubs at Madden's. Splitting a bucket of balls, I found my frustration creeping up time and time again. The problem with frustration and golf is the fact that, while in my experience of other sports where you can take frustrational grievances out on the field or court without hurting your overall score, in golf it really only hurts you. Missed swings while cursing the white ball that hadn't moved from in front of me in five tries wasn't exactly going to help my score, or attitude toward golf, when I was out on an actual course.

Whether it be the three wood, four iron or driver, I just couldn't get a handle for it. After hitting — or attempting to hit — more than 40 balls I would safely say that roughly six were decent shots — and that's being kind to myself.

But perseverance will prevail over my lack of patience for golf, and I intend to hit the driving range at least once a week and will be taking golf lessons with Chris Foley come July in high hopes of becoming more than just a mini golfer. Feel free to pass along your suggestions as well, I can use all the help I can get.