I'm not feeling good [haven't been for the past several days], and I blame it on golf, and the weatherman.
I've hardly been playing any golf lately, and if I hadn't already committed to playing with the one golfing group I belong to, I wouldn't have played last Monday either. I would have also likely skipped out on the tournament had the weather forecast been just a little more accurate.
You'd think weather.com could at least get the forecast right 4 hours in advance. But noooooo, that was not the case.
The night before rain was predicted to start early in the morning, and extend till about 9 AM, and had that been accurate, I would not have gone. Instead, when I awoke that morning there was no rain, and the forecast changed to cloudy with only a 10% chance of rain until about noon, when the rain was to return. I figured by that time I would be done with the round, so I headed out to Corona for my monthly golf fix.
When I arrived at the course, it was a little cold, but I planned for that. It was also cloudy, and the sky somewhat threatening, but I was confident in the weather forecast. So I hit a few practice balls, and then proceeded to the first tee.
Everything started out fine, until the 3rd hole, when as you might guess it started to rain. It didn't last long, but it was long enough to make it relatively uncomfortable. Still I ventured on, and while it never rained that hard again, there was enough moisture in the air to make it not enjoyable at all. I eventually decided I'd had enough half way through the 11th hole [when I was still close enough to the clubhouse to walk back], which was fortunate, since it started raining as I was driving off the parking lot.
It wasn't until the next day, after going for an afternoon bike ride into the Whittier hills, that I realized what a bad decision it was to play golf that day. My throat was sore, and I was not feeling up to par [no pun intended]. I did go for a short bike ride the next morning, and even went to work on Thursday [I am such a dedicated employee], hoping it was nothing, and would soon go away.
Such was not the case though, as my cold [at least I hope that's what it is] seemed to be progressing. And while my throat is no longer sore (I think the tea and lemon helped that), my nose has started running profusely, and I have been relegated to carrying around a box of Kleenex and a small trash bag everywhere I go.
Hopefully with the sore throat dissipating, my cold is finally starting to run it's course, and I can get on with my life, but in the mean time I've decided to give up on golf. I really have no interest in playing any more, preferring to concentrate on cycling. I enjoy that so much more, and believe it or not, I'm actually better at it.
I've hardly been playing any golf lately, and if I hadn't already committed to playing with the one golfing group I belong to, I wouldn't have played last Monday either. I would have also likely skipped out on the tournament had the weather forecast been just a little more accurate.
You'd think weather.com could at least get the forecast right 4 hours in advance. But noooooo, that was not the case.
The night before rain was predicted to start early in the morning, and extend till about 9 AM, and had that been accurate, I would not have gone. Instead, when I awoke that morning there was no rain, and the forecast changed to cloudy with only a 10% chance of rain until about noon, when the rain was to return. I figured by that time I would be done with the round, so I headed out to Corona for my monthly golf fix.
When I arrived at the course, it was a little cold, but I planned for that. It was also cloudy, and the sky somewhat threatening, but I was confident in the weather forecast. So I hit a few practice balls, and then proceeded to the first tee.
Everything started out fine, until the 3rd hole, when as you might guess it started to rain. It didn't last long, but it was long enough to make it relatively uncomfortable. Still I ventured on, and while it never rained that hard again, there was enough moisture in the air to make it not enjoyable at all. I eventually decided I'd had enough half way through the 11th hole [when I was still close enough to the clubhouse to walk back], which was fortunate, since it started raining as I was driving off the parking lot.
It wasn't until the next day, after going for an afternoon bike ride into the Whittier hills, that I realized what a bad decision it was to play golf that day. My throat was sore, and I was not feeling up to par [no pun intended]. I did go for a short bike ride the next morning, and even went to work on Thursday [I am such a dedicated employee], hoping it was nothing, and would soon go away.
Such was not the case though, as my cold [at least I hope that's what it is] seemed to be progressing. And while my throat is no longer sore (I think the tea and lemon helped that), my nose has started running profusely, and I have been relegated to carrying around a box of Kleenex and a small trash bag everywhere I go.
Hopefully with the sore throat dissipating, my cold is finally starting to run it's course, and I can get on with my life, but in the mean time I've decided to give up on golf. I really have no interest in playing any more, preferring to concentrate on cycling. I enjoy that so much more, and believe it or not, I'm actually better at it.
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