I had my second golf lesson last night. First week was the 6 iron. Last night was the 5 wood. I had some good shots. I had some horrid shots. I’m good at keeping that left arm straight on the back swing, but I tend to bend it on the down swing. I still tend to keep my weight on my right leg instead of following through to the left. So much to remember.
I was able to take the lesson without a bandaid on the thumb where I wore the huge blister two weeks ago. Both of the times Daughter #2 and I have gone to practice, I’ve had to keep it covered.
The bad news from last night? The golf clubs I bought six or seven years ago from a general sporting goods store are too short for me. I’ve been wondering if that was true. Turns out they aren’t even standard women’s clubs. They are "short" women’s clubs. I am one half inch taller than standard (well, ground to wrist is one half inch longer) and the clubs are one inch shorter than standard. Meaning my clubs are an inch and a half too short for me. That probably explains why I feel like I’m bending down too much. Oh my aching back. The instructor suggested I use my daughter’s clubs for a few weeks, then when my swing is stronger, get some custom made ones to fit me.
I stashed away the money I got for Christmas in a travel fund, dreaming of a trip to Europe. However, it wouldn’t even buy me a ticket to New York right now and I don’t have anyone to go to Europe with anyway, so I guess I’ll use it to buy those new clubs.
The good news? I can feel all this swinging in my waist and it’s strengthening my arms as well. Maybe when I finally take that trip to Europe, I’ll have a narrower waist and firmer arms and be able to golf on some great course in Ireland or Scotland or Italy.