Golfing at altitude = bad

So, I wanted to be a tough guy yesterday and walk the golf course for a full 18 holes....

in Durango...

elevation: somewhere around 6,500 ft...

temperature: somewhere around 80 degrees...

tee time: noon...

Needless to say, I learned some valuable lessons yesterday...

1) I got a sunburn on the top of my feet, cause I forgot to put sunscreen on my sandals.
2) I also got a sunburn on the very back of my arms, cause I didn't quite apply the sunscreen I did apply all that well.
3) I got so overheated, and oxygen-deprived, and all-around tired that I threw up right in the fairway of the 18th hole.
4) I'm not really that good at golf.

Well, at least I made it 18 holes before I tossed my cookies. (at least that's what the rest of my party was probably thinking) And, I didn't need an ambulance or anything.

Today I played again (nothing can stop me!!!) but I used a power cart. Today went MUCH, MUCH better. The cart was better not only because I had a constant source of shade, and I didn't get as tired from walking uphill, but also because I was able to play more quickly and therefore hit more golf balls.

Since I'm a newbie, I wind up picking up my ball a lot to keep up with the more seasoned players. Today, I'm proud to say, I played three holes all the way through. That might not seem like much, but when I'm averaging around six shots per hole before I give up and pick up the ball, that's a pretty big deal. Go me! I even got a slightly illegitimate Bogey, which I am going to call a Bogey anyway, cause it sounds cool.

I also want to give a shout-out to my BFF (despite the fact that he can't spell my name) Seth, who has finally updated his blog and included some cool pictures of his new clothing and tiny dorm room. I think there's a link on the side of my blog. I'm too lazy to paste in-line links today.