Okay... so it's been a couple of years since Noni and Pop Pop have had an "adult vacation". Most of our time away is spent connecting with family... which we dearly love. However, occasionally a couple needs to have some time away to relax and reconnect with each other.
That said, I'm not sure who is due the brunt of the blame... me, for having the idea to go to golf school for vacation... or Evan, for scheduling us in the three day boot-camp-of-a-golf-school we barely survived. At any rate, it was pretty brutal... our instructor (in the middle, with another classmate on the left and Pop Pop on the right) worked us until E.V.E.R.Y. muscle, tendon and bone ACHED. We had bandaids with Neosporin and/or tape on multiple fingers of each hand. Advil was ingested four tablets three times a day. Oh, my!!
Sadly and very much to our intense, but extremely kind, instructor's dismay, I never achieved a correct impact position (apparently critical to hitting a great golf shot). Evan had it for awhile... then lost it. Crazy how that can happen... but, I saw it with my own two eyes.
We had originally intended to participate in the golf school... come away with a new and improved game... then, leisurely play our way home, stopping off on courses along the way...
Instead, we tucked tails and hauled our weary, beaten down selves straight home... to sit on the couch for a whole day... licking our wounds and our bruised egos... just trying to recover. Now, we are back up and ready to attempt again... to achieve the ever-elusive perfect impact position. Ever-elusive... meet the ever-hopefuls... LOL!
Rest and relaxation... well, no. But, we did have a good time. And, we laughed a lot. Something I treasure about our relationship. Plus, after such a grueling vacation, returning to our normal schedules seems restful and almost appealing!!
Glad to be back...
blessings ~ tanna
