August 27, 2013

This morning, I was out for a 9-hole walk without clubs. I experienced a strange euphoria as I was sweating profusely as "The Boxer" played on the 6th hole. I hope the residents of the elderly condos nearby were not annoyed by the "ly-la-ly's" coming from my tired voice. It was so weird just being out there alone in the early morning. I don't see these hours often. Usually, I stay up too late to experience that. It was really neat being out there in the early morning with the stars and the dew. As I was listening to S&G, I was transplaced to New York City and Central Park. The sand traps were street vendors on Broadway, the tee boxes were subway hoods and I was "no more than a boy...in the quiet of a railway station." Thanks again, all! When you wake up early in the morning, it makes you feel like you're beating your opponent. I realize that many do this daily. I can draw some similarities with the late hours. I kinda feel the same about staying up late and getting something done when others are not. This has been a long-term catalyst for energy.