So, a few of the BOAD have decided to take up Golf.
Not a bad thing really, a bit of social interaction and also a little bit of exercise.
Not that the BOAD don’t get enough exercise each week dragging our arses round the fine City of Lancaster several times each week.
But seeing as we are starting to wear a groove in the streets from walking our usual routes around the pubs we decided to branch out and take the golfing world by storm.
Myself and Munka got equipped with a set of clubs each and also roped LJ into coming along a bit more often than he usually does.
So far we’ve been heading to the driving range a couple of times a week to knock feck out of a few hundred balls each time. I’m pleased to say that we’re all picking it up quite quickly.
A couple of the BOAD Golf Pro’s? Hammer and Big A have also joined us for a session too. Don’t worry lads, we’ll soon be upto and past your standards and we’ll all be soon playing for the BOAD Masters Trophy
There’s even rumblings of a foreign golfing holiday in the future but we’ll have to wait and see about that one.
After Thursdays Session, I hadn’t realised that golf could actually make you ache so much. The morning after, Bits of me i forgot i had, had started to seize up. Saying that, its not going to stop us doing it anymore.
As i type this, its Saturday lunchtime (Following a large FNA session last night) and we already have half a plan to get down to the range again today before tonights drinking activites.
Not sure if thats dedication or addiction?