A few months ago I started writing a piece on the why and how of my interest in motorcycles. Once I started writing it grew a bit unwieldy, so I decided to break things up into a few installments. This is the first – where my interest in motorcycles came from in the first place, and how I got started. Continue reading
In the spirit of bringing less stuff into the house, I wanted to do something for Ryan’s birthday that was going to be more of an experience than a tangible present. (My inspiration was the utterly amazing trip to Mackinac Island that my parents gave me for my birthday.) We’ve talked on and off about for a few years about getting our scuba certification. Continue reading
Fore! Alright, I haven’t yelled that yet, but I COULD! Part of my summer enrichment program (that has so fantastically dwindled) was taking some golf lessons at a nearby course. For six weeks, every Tuesday evening, I would methodically RACE home from work in order to be at the course, changed and ready to go, by 6:00pm. The class was Get Golf Ready – for complete beginners and people who might be a little rusty. I’m somewhere in the middle – a rusty beginner, if you will. Lessons finished up the week of July 4th, and I finally got to put my skills to practice. We went out this past Sunday in the blistering heat – because actual golfers only go at dusk or dawn, the middle of the day is for beginners. It wasn’t so bad, the heat. I averaged a 7 on pretty much every hole. And if you don’t have a golfing background, I’ll just tell you – that’s not good. Most holes are supposed to have a score of 3, 4, or 5. But I’m kind of pumped about 7, because it used to be 8, 9, or I lost track. So this is an improvement! And I didn’t even throw any clubs! Hopefully this heat will break a little so I can go out again this week, and break my streak of sevens….maybe shoot for six.
I definitely recommend the lessons. They weren’t all that much money, surprisingly, and it helped to get some real instruction, so now I ACTUALLY know what to do as opposed to just going to the driving range and winging it.