DGNE: Day 2
Newark, DE. White Clay DGC. Lose a Gazelle. Find a different Gazelle. Rough. Deuce. Rough. Humidity. Did I say Rough? Humidity. 10 holes. Back to hotel. Shower. Drive.
Drive. About 300 miles today. I need a hero fresh from the fight.
Philadelphia New Jersey SLEEPY HOLLOW!!
Norwalk, CT. Cranbury Park. Mansion. Deuce. Trees. Lots of people in a picnic shelter sounding like a brood of cooing pigeons. Not feeling well. Restorative powers of jelly beans. Stone walls in the middle of the woods. Stop keeping score. Ken 1 over par. New London on the Thames. Sashimi and Samurai Roll. Salty sea air.
These are my impressions of the day. For more detail, see Ken's Blog.
I did learn something interesting about myself today. I need to pay more attention to what and when I eat. The weather here has not been hot but the humidity is outrageous. When we get done with 10 holes in DE my clothing is soaked, not just damp, dripping. The same in CT. All of this sweating has an adverse effect on me. Around hole 5 at Cranbury I notice that I have no strength. My drives are bland even when I try to crush them. My legs don't seem to want to lift my feet off the ground as I walk. Around hole 8 or 9, I ask Ken if he has any snacks. He's mentioned before that he keeps stuff in his bag for an energy burst. He offers me some jelly beans. I take them. Wow. I don't go back to my good old self, but I don't feel like dying anymore. Seems those folks at Gatorade have a point. By half way through the round I'd almost drained my water bottle, but the water was doing nothing to balance out my electrolytes. At any rate, tomorrow we're going to hit a Wal-Mart or some such so that we can replensish supplies. I'm getting some trail mix and Gatorade so that I can play well.
So, tally for the day:
28 holes of golf
2 courses
Delaware and Connecticut
PS: After we get to the hotel, I get some phone calls. Our extra concert tickets sold on ebay, but Sherry had a frustrating day dealing with a watch she bought at the Detroit airport. Hopefully she'll have a better day tomorrow when the sofa arrives and she gets to see TMBG. My mom called and it seems that all has gone smoothly in the handover of their newly born adopted daughter. We've all been praying that that would go well. While there were some snags, it seems that the important stuff has gone well: healthy baby, papers signed, Mercy at home. Yea!
Drive. About 300 miles today. I need a hero fresh from the fight.
Philadelphia New Jersey SLEEPY HOLLOW!!
Norwalk, CT. Cranbury Park. Mansion. Deuce. Trees. Lots of people in a picnic shelter sounding like a brood of cooing pigeons. Not feeling well. Restorative powers of jelly beans. Stone walls in the middle of the woods. Stop keeping score. Ken 1 over par. New London on the Thames. Sashimi and Samurai Roll. Salty sea air.
These are my impressions of the day. For more detail, see Ken's Blog.
I did learn something interesting about myself today. I need to pay more attention to what and when I eat. The weather here has not been hot but the humidity is outrageous. When we get done with 10 holes in DE my clothing is soaked, not just damp, dripping. The same in CT. All of this sweating has an adverse effect on me. Around hole 5 at Cranbury I notice that I have no strength. My drives are bland even when I try to crush them. My legs don't seem to want to lift my feet off the ground as I walk. Around hole 8 or 9, I ask Ken if he has any snacks. He's mentioned before that he keeps stuff in his bag for an energy burst. He offers me some jelly beans. I take them. Wow. I don't go back to my good old self, but I don't feel like dying anymore. Seems those folks at Gatorade have a point. By half way through the round I'd almost drained my water bottle, but the water was doing nothing to balance out my electrolytes. At any rate, tomorrow we're going to hit a Wal-Mart or some such so that we can replensish supplies. I'm getting some trail mix and Gatorade so that I can play well.
So, tally for the day:
28 holes of golf
2 courses
Delaware and Connecticut
PS: After we get to the hotel, I get some phone calls. Our extra concert tickets sold on ebay, but Sherry had a frustrating day dealing with a watch she bought at the Detroit airport. Hopefully she'll have a better day tomorrow when the sofa arrives and she gets to see TMBG. My mom called and it seems that all has gone smoothly in the handover of their newly born adopted daughter. We've all been praying that that would go well. While there were some snags, it seems that the important stuff has gone well: healthy baby, papers signed, Mercy at home. Yea!
posted by T.C. Truffin at 7/14/2005 11:00:00 PM
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