Outside of the body breaking down, I've never hit that limit. In my late 20s, we would go to Myrtle Beach for a week play every day, 36 holes every other day.
Loved it. It was never enough, LOL... Well, except for when I played horrendously the entire time with no hope of turning things around. Then, disgust and frustration could override enjoyment.
FF to now, busted up lower back and all, I played 4 times last week for the first time in who knows how long? I had a blast doing it. Wish that could be my norm.
Loved it. It was never enough, LOL... Well, except for when I played horrendously the entire time with no hope of turning things around. Then, disgust and frustration could override enjoyment.
FF to now, busted up lower back and all, I played 4 times last week for the first time in who knows how long? I had a blast doing it. Wish that could be my norm.