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I haven’t kept up with my blogging lately because I’ve been enjoying this gorgeous Northeastern Oregon sunshine and moderate temperatures lately.  Specifically, I’ve been taking my 12-year-old son out to the driving range with me on a regular basis.  He played golf at his school last year and enjoyed it, so I thought this might be a great opportunity for us to have a mutual activity to enjoy.

I really haven’t played for several years, so it took some time to get some semblance of a swing back.  I approached my newfound activity like I do many other things in life:  Too much, too fast, too quick.  I’ve definitely been too impatient with all of this.  Hey, if driving a bucket of balls is fun, why not three in a row?  As a result, my 41-year-old joints have been protesting rather loudly.  I’ve come down with a case of what I originally thought was golf elbow, but I’ve found since then is actually more commonly referred to as tennis elbow.  Where as golf elbow (technically medial epicondylitis) is on the inside of the lead arm, tennis elbow (lateral epicondylitis, pictured) is on the outside of the back elbow.   In my case, those tendons on the upper part of the right forearm, something I’ve had difficulties with in the past.  If I’m getting tennis elbow where I should be getting golf elbow, that probably speaks volumes about my poor swing.  It’s probably time for some tune-up lessons when I get healed up.

In any case, being at the driving range with my son has been a kick in the pants, and it’s something I expect we will continue to pursue even after school starts up again and we’re doing the parent-commute thing.  He’s got a few lessons in this summer and it’s been fun to watch him improve and enjoy the process.  He really is kicking my rear end out there.

Oh, I almost forgot.  I’ve been using Evernote to keep track of any golf tidbits I find on the web, and I’ve decided to open it up as a public folder for anybody who might want similar information.  You can take a look at it here.