Golf is a great way to stay fit – a ton of walking for the legs and heart-rate; upper body motion that will even benefit your back, and as you improve, a satisfaction of beginning to master the game.
The last is an illusion. The game will hook you big-time – addiction, Baby! A good one, though. But you will never master the game. Getting 18 holes under 100 is, it seems, first goal. Under 50 for 9 holes.
Then – you begin trying to knock the 90’s down into the 80’s consistently. That’s hard enough., but when you flirt with the high 70’s – on a regular basis, you are a full-blown addict. Only way out is to walk away forever, Jack. Walk away clean! Don’t even play putt-putt. Avoid it like the plague!
Or embrace it as a chance to cuss at yourself, the ball, the club, the wind, the rain, the sun, a bad cut on the green or rough of fairway – an endless choice of options await you.
I, for one, think the game does refine one’s cussing – it help it to be more precise, and focused.
A decent golf bag will hold your clubs, towels, two dozen balls (early on, you’ll need them all!), tees, etc., and up to twelve cold ones wrapped in ice-pack filled bags. A good pull-cart, and you’re good to go!
If you don’t give a rip about walking 4 miles (double that if you are a newbie, you will walk that much longer as well, and in nature – woods, streams, desert sands called traps, etc.), then rent a cart, haul out the cooler, load it up with beverages and sandwiches, and be civilized about it!
As for the scorecard?