I kinda’ grew up in a golf household. It’s the only sport my dad played, and boy was he good. He carried a zero handicap for quite a number of years. Don’t know what that is? It means that on average, he would shoot ‘par’ each time he golfed. That put him in the upper 1% of all golfers. Hey, I guess that means I grew up in a one percenter household! (So why did I have to buy my own underwear then?) (link) Continue reading
After breaking my leg, I was told “no more running sports, Rob”. If you’ve been a long time reader, then you’ve probably picked up on my thoughts regarding the importance of common activities and sports, especially in a relationship. (If not, here’s a sample story – link).