I get up at 5:00 almost every day so I can either go running or to the gym. I so look forward to sleeping in (which for me is like 7:00 a.m.) one day a week. Imagine my joy and surprise when Bruce informed me that he had "scored" a 7:00 tee time for us on the Fourth of July. I was not super thrilled, but the promise of a quiet morning with Bruce, Wes, and Christy was enough to persuade me to drag myself out of bed for yet another early morning activity. It was a beautiful morning, the company was great, and my golf game stunk to high heaven. A perfect morning...
Bruce shows off his championship technique. ("Bruce Hatch must make this putt in order to win the Cedar Hills Bankruptcy Classic...")
My calf muscles look like I have been taking steroids. This has got to be some sort of optical illusion or bad camera angle.


1 comment:
Sweet form indeed, Becca! Nice!
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