A range session near the market entrance sounded better than takeout at home. Under warm wind, we mixed low-key stories with gentle routines; spare time felt valuable. #ClockOutGolf#ActiveBreak
A sports therapist in our group described address as a position you could move from in any direction. Thinking that way gave my knees spring and kept my upper body from becoming wooden. #MoveReadySetup#SpringyGolfStance
After brunch, a cyclist and I were at the harbor course on a rainy day. We were engaged. For height, the swing felt level and controlled. I felt optimistic. #GolfLife#BetterBalance
The cart path wound through a grove of birches with white trunks glowing in shade. Even the transitions between holes had character. #BirchGrove#CourseWalk
Before the round, Ryan, a barber from Seattle, was by the garage with his van. We had tonic and jerky. His headphones, windbreaker, and brush were with the clubs. A raccoon was by the fairway. That was enough for me. #GolfCourse#GolfJourney