So, it's just now approaching mid-March, and I've already been out golfing multiple times this year. I knew there was a plus side to this whole NorthCa thing. In an effort to rectify the shortcomings of my previous outings this year, I went out and hit the "super-jumbo-hope-you've-got-three-hours-to-kill" size bucket of balls at the range today. The good news is that I finally was able to hit the ball with some semblance of aim and distance, the bad news is I can no longer feel my hands, nor lift them above my head were I so inclined. Ahh, golf.
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