So I’m sitting here on a Sunday, completely enthralled at watching the PGA event at Firestone. Lately I have really been getting into golf, watching and following all the events. I’ve even bought a ticket to go to the PGA Championship next week at Hazeltine, a golf course about 35 miles from me. I cannot wait to go.
I wonder when exactly the point was when I got old enough that enjoy this sport so much? I used to make fun of people who watched and followed the PGA. Watching golf was something that I never understood – I thought it was boring, slow-paced, and annoying. Now, I can’t get enough. Go figure.
Couple that with my new habit of waking up at 4:45AM, going for a long walk with the dog, and getting to work at 6:30. There was a time when 4:45 was a time I was finishing the last beer of the night and going to bed. No one, including myself, could have predicted this behavior.
And I kind of enjoy it…
