3:03am

3:03 am was when i went to sleep; long weird evening i won't bore anyone about. had 10pm on my mind, but something always seems to come up.

gave into the need for rest and didn't run today. was still up between 7 and 8 am so had another solid night of almost five hours of sleep. finished my book this morning and the last two days of newspapers and did some laundry and went to the grocery store. certainly more time in the day when you don't run.

headed down to the driving range and was mostly rubbish today. not sure why. was really looking forward to adding onto the last few decent days, but just could not take the club away correctly and everything seemed to be thin and low. straight to be sure, but rubbish. then suddenly i hit about 35 good ones and then rubbish again. 35 of 200- not good huh? very frustrating and nothing seemed to change it. and went home.

hit 200 putts on one of the two rugs in the house. not like real putts, but i could work on my stroke and still head. better than nothing. had thought about taking a cab to the golf course, but a cold rain and dark clouds didn't encourage me.

house stuff followed and another day is gone. hardly an inspiring day or an inspiring blog but what can i say? not worth lying about. did buy a new computer briefcase on line.

book club book for the next month is "lovely bones" by alice sebold. keeps my streak alive of never having voted for the book we ended up reading. and i hear tiger lost. keeps the boycott of master's week tv streak alive also at three. need to get a woman member in augusta so i can watch it again. in reality i think they screwed up the course anyway for exciting golf. how many us opens do we need in one year? and the winner shoots 75 on the last day and still wins. boo on that!

but what do i know? just another depressed golfer who can't figure out how to take the club away from the ball. could be worse. golf is not war and nobody is shooting at me.

will start over tomorrow.
smile!