Back in Action
Amusing anecdote: Alan gave me a call this Friday to tell me that he had just birdied a par five during his round of golf, and he had to let someone know. He then hung up to tee off at the next hole. It made me laugh, but I could completely relate to the impulse to make such a call, which is probably why he chose to make his to me. That, and I could truly appreciate the accomplishment (I wish I'd done it). A single great golf shot can be enough to carry the entire dinner conversation later that night.
My own "golf shot" came Saturday morning, when I hit my first ever home run in softball! And I did it without the help of BALCO, though clearly all of my lifting at the office gym with Hubert has been paying off (never mind that it was an inside-the-park job).
In addition to softball on weekends (three games last Saturday) and working out a few times a week, I've also been playing a lot of tennis at Stanford with Andrew and Hubert (five sets this week), usually followed by a session at the neighboring driving range (three this week).
It's been a while since I've been this active. When I first moved in with Andrew, Gerald, and Hubert, we were doing stuff seemingly every night. Then Andrew's body started its inevitable break down, the weather got crappy, Hubert moved out, and inertia took over. Now the weather is glorious, and we're back in action. Just in time, too. Jeremy is coming out for a few days next weekend, and whenever he's in town, there's always something going on (even if it is just shooting Gerald in the ass with rubberbands).
So far on the agenda: doubles rematch on Friday (Hubert/Jer vs. me/Andrew), tentatively followed by an eating competition that night (Hubert vs. Jer, details to come), and a round of golf on Sunday (Jer, Andrew, Gerald, and me...no Hubert, because the bastard is leaving for a two-week boondoggle, er, work trip, to Europe). I'll be sure to blog the results of the visit. :)
In the meantime, I'm off to Lake Las Vegas tomorrow for my own boondoggle, er, national sales conference. I'm sure I'll have some fun experiences to share, but in the meantime, check out the resort at which I'm staying!
I'll be sure to blog the results of this trip, too. :)
My own "golf shot" came Saturday morning, when I hit my first ever home run in softball! And I did it without the help of BALCO, though clearly all of my lifting at the office gym with Hubert has been paying off (never mind that it was an inside-the-park job).
In addition to softball on weekends (three games last Saturday) and working out a few times a week, I've also been playing a lot of tennis at Stanford with Andrew and Hubert (five sets this week), usually followed by a session at the neighboring driving range (three this week).
It's been a while since I've been this active. When I first moved in with Andrew, Gerald, and Hubert, we were doing stuff seemingly every night. Then Andrew's body started its inevitable break down, the weather got crappy, Hubert moved out, and inertia took over. Now the weather is glorious, and we're back in action. Just in time, too. Jeremy is coming out for a few days next weekend, and whenever he's in town, there's always something going on (even if it is just shooting Gerald in the ass with rubberbands).
So far on the agenda: doubles rematch on Friday (Hubert/Jer vs. me/Andrew), tentatively followed by an eating competition that night (Hubert vs. Jer, details to come), and a round of golf on Sunday (Jer, Andrew, Gerald, and me...no Hubert, because the bastard is leaving for a two-week boondoggle, er, work trip, to Europe). I'll be sure to blog the results of the visit. :)
In the meantime, I'm off to Lake Las Vegas tomorrow for my own boondoggle, er, national sales conference. I'm sure I'll have some fun experiences to share, but in the meantime, check out the resort at which I'm staying!
I'll be sure to blog the results of this trip, too. :)
posted by Chang Kim at Saturday, June 03, 2006
6 Comments:
May your cards be live, and your pots be monstrous!
Hopefully during your next round of golf you'll be giving me a call letting me know you eagled a par 5!
I hate everyone who's out there having fun while I struggle with whether an impeachment hearsay statement is only admissible for impeachment purposes or whether it is also admissible to prove the truth of the matter asserted. =T
I suck at golf, but I can't wait to take my lessons this summer!
Isn't that the place in America's Sweetharts?
man, that's an awesome looking resort.
i can totally relate to the impulse to make the call. whenenver i'm sitting in front of a large, juicy steak i feel like calling someone to gloat about it.
i've been inactive for a week now...i feel decrepit
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