I woke up and it was 67 degrees so i had to go to the driving range. It felt good to put my cleats back on and hear the spikes click against the pavement. I took a blue gatorade and headed to the tee, excited to get back in the swing of things.

Of course the first few shots showed how rusty i really was. No matter how badly i was hitting the ball, you always have to practice with a purpose. After a bad shot it is very important to go through the same pre shot routine as you approach the next shot.

Although it was my first day back on the range, I felt as though it was still late summer, and my game was in full blossom. The range balls, still cold and hard from the winter, were not exploding of the golf club, and the wind gusts made it difficult to tell what the ball was doing while in the air.

I could only manage to hit 50 balls before my back told me that it was a good start but had to quit. As the winter fades to spring my body will become more adjusted and conditioned to the swing. Although i left with a blister on my hand and an ache in my back, i could not have been happier, especially when a monsoon rolled in while i was sitting in class later that afternoon.