I played Stevens Park over in Oak Cliff this past Monday

I had fun.

Something happened that's never happened before—I started the first 5 holes EVEN PAR. I even birdied #4—the par 3

Then, I started talking about how I was playing—big mistake. I guess I tensed up because I started making bogies and double bogies, and it took until the back nine to get it going again.

I finished with 41 on the front.

We ended up quitting after 15 because it was getting dark, but, through 15, I was just 9 over [4 over through 6 on the back], and I quit just when I was getting warmed up again—even if I bogied the last 3 holes, I would have tied my best score ever.

Hopefully, one of these next few golf posts, I'll be talking about how I made 3 or 4 birdies, possibly an eagle, and I just shot in the 70's—that's how close I feel I am. The feeling of posting a number that low would be indescribably awesome—shooting the low 80's is already incredible, for me.

This is fulfilling a golfing dream that I've had sense I was 7 years old and played for the first time with my dad, when I decided to get good at golf, and several thousand or so rounds later, I'm still letting the game of golf frustrate the bejesus out of me, but I'm making honest headway, which is nice.