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When I was 18, the first summer after I got out of high school, I played about five times a week with a couple of guys I worked with and one of their friends. I actually got pretty good. We played a 9 hole course near our work and one afternoon I shot a 1 over par for the day. Never duplicated that number, but was consistently around 3-4 over par. I thought then that I would play for life.
After that I still played a decent amount, about 3-4 times a month during the summer, the slowly grew frustrated with it and I haven't played in about 6 years. My golf clubs just sit there looking at me. I don't see myself ever getting back out there so maybe I should sell them.
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