A Very Sweaty Day

Wednesday was one of the hottest days of the year, so of course I went to play golf. It was a tournament to benefit the American Cancer Society that I play in every year, so I really didn't have control over the date it was held. But, oh man, do I wish that I did.

It was hot. It was damn hot. I tried to keep hydrated--I must've had about twelve bottles of water while I was out there. I took my towel and put it over my head and put my cap on over that, making me look like some golf-playing addled Arab. But I didn't care what I looked like, because it was hot.

Not having played golf for a year, I played as terribly as I expected I would. And did I mention it was hot?

Still, it was golf. I had fun.

By the way, Adam has gotten over whatever little bug he had, and is feeling fine again.