Rollback

It was one hell of a week with some highs and lows that I will not soon forget.

Throughout my recovery I have come to know the effect stress has on my body, and while it can be quite unpleasant it pales in comparison to the emotion of anger. 
 

While I don't care to elaborate on what angered me I managed to work myself up to a point where I was physically sick for a day and a half. Only when I could let it go could I began to recover. It was a powerful lesson, one I hope to never repeat again.

Yesterday I joined three friends for a round of golf for a local charity. The scramble format is often fun, especially for someone who no longer plays a lot of golf. Thirty years ago I played an extensive amount of golf and for five hours, somehow, I managed to role back time, playing to a level that I have not held for an entire round in years.

My playing partners commented that it looked as though I wasn't even swinging. Somehow, perhaps because I was tired, the swing was smooth and I stuck the ball dead solid almost every time. Drives were long and straight, more then a handful of iron shots settled a few feet from the pin. Putting, the enemy of my golfing career was good as well. During the round I made several birdies on my own ball.To say it was a good day would be quite the understatement.

This morning I ran five miles on the trails, tomorrow I'll be joining my running buddy Larry for hopefully a sixteen mile relaxed run which may just determine if the JFK Fifty Miler in November is still an option.