The Drummond News

The horsey set

So you don't really want to hear more about golf, right? I'll spare you, except to say that my instructor was not born in the same year as Sam Snead - he just turned 70 and is playing in the Diamond Division of the CPGA Seniors Championship this week - and holy crap, he's leading the pack after the first round.

Amy's been taking horse riding lessons this week at a day camp. And having a ball. And begging for lessons at the end of each day. But she looks like she belongs there, no?

So, okay, we'll look at the brochure that will inevitably come home tomorrow, and consider what we can do in the fall.

p.s. I bought new golf clubs (no, not at Target, at Golftown, but they seem to be sold out - the set has disappeared from their website).

A simple thing

We stuck to the driving range today for my golf lesson as it was pouring rain (very welcome - it's been so dry). An hour of hitting balls - turn your hips, shift your weight, then rotate through. I seemed to be doing that okay, but I kept slicing the ball. Then my instructor (Jack) showed my how my wrists should be turning after I swing through the ball. Just a simple thing, but what a difference it made. I did a few partial swings to feel it, and each ball I hit that way went exactly where I wanted it.

Unfortunately this was at the end of the lesson, so I only got to hit a half-dozen balls that way. Need to get to the driving range again this week to practise. And yay - I was worried that next week I'd have to miss my lesson because of my UFE prep session, but I finish early on Wednesday and will make my next class.

Oh, and Jack mentioned tonight that he was born in 1912 (same year as Sam Snead). Holy cow - that makes him 94 and still going strong.

Snazzy-looking covers you have there

Aren't they cute? Excuse the photo - it was taken with my phone, as Tim has absconded to Vancouver Island with the girls and the digital camera.

These were a quick knit, and I'm quite pleased. They don't match the new bag exactly, but since they're made entirely out of leftover yarn, I'm going to overlook it. I have just a 1-wood and a 3-wood, so I did one cover with a single diamond, and one with 3 diamonds.

The pattern, by the way, is very poorly written. Firstly, it refers to a 15-stitch chart, but the chart illustrated includes 1 stitch and row all around the diamond, so is actually a 17-stitch chart - the diamond itself is 15 stitches. Also, it doesn't specify how long to make the ribbing. I worked 42 rows, plus another for the increase - about 7" I would say, and plenty long enough to come down the shaft to below the top edge of my bag. Finally, the pattern ends by instructing you to duplicate stitch the number or letter according to the chart - wrong pattern, Lion Brand, that's a leftover from the pattern for the numbered cover.

I cleaned all my clubs this afternoon, and will be taking them in to be regripped this week (Golf Town's "guy" doesn't come in on Sundays). When I do that I'll buy a new glove, as the old one is disintegrating.

So excited for the next class - hee!

Hey, I can golf

I'm taking golf lessons this summer as a way to relax, get some exercise, and get away from studying for at least one hour per week. Hopefully more if I go to the driving range at least one other time per week. I did okay, yesterday, with my ancient hand-me-down clubs. I even received a compliment from the instructor on my swing, and was asked to demonstrate the finish for the rest of the group. Apparently everyone else is just beginning - I'm taking this sort of as a refresher. (Also I don't want to suck at the office golf tournament this year.)

I bought myself a new bag, so that my old clubs won't be quite as pathetic-looking when I stroll onto the putting green next week. However, the old club covers are looking pretty sad now - I may have to knit a new set. I like these argyle ones best of the ones I've found online so far.

I'm really looking forward to going again next week, and hopefully renewing my interest in the game. It wouldn't hurt if I could knock a few strokes off my next round as well.