Balancing Family with Golf

Last week was a bit rough not because of golf. My grandfather, Jack Pickard, passed away. Without his encouragement when I was 13 years old, I may never have taken up the game. I’m sorry that he won’t be able to see me play pro golf. I know he was looking forward to it.

It was touch and go whether I’d make it back to Florida on time for the start of the tournament on Monday. I got caught up in the snowstorms on the northeast coast on my flight from Toronto to Philadelphia. I made my connector flight with minutes to spare but my luggage did not. After that, the airport shut down. Whew!

I just finished my sixth event today. Overall, I’m happy that I made the cut and finished the best so far. Still, I could do a lot better. I’ve got to find a way to limit my mistakes. I’m going up and down like a yo yo. Fortunately, I’m able to balance off the bogeys with birdies.

I’ve got some time off now before the next event. So, I’ll have a chance to work on my game.

Settling In

I’m settling in to my new place. I’m pretty happy with it. After a crowded hotel room, it’s a real luxury. This week, we bought some pots and pans, dishes and cutlery. I like being able to cook instead of eating out all the time. I also like how close we are to everything.

The weather’s awesome, about 75-80 degrees F. almost every day. There are thunderstorms today but that doesn’t happen much.

I’m getting ready for another tournament in a couple of days. I’ve been practicing and working out all week.

I’m hitting the ball well and I’m happy about that. I’ve been struggling with my ball striking the last couple of years.

It’s still nice not to have to go to classes!