Warmer

Yesterday the 4th day of 2008 we saw the temps raising back into the normal Marco Island condition. It was beginning to look a lot like Florida, everywhere we looked, palm trees and bushes dressed in an array of colored flowers being rinsed by the rays of the sun. Yes now the reason for the season was at hand, and I being who I am just had to make my way to the driving range just North of the Island to see of these rusty bones could still swing. It has been several months since Jim and I had to curtail our weekly pilgrimage to Locust Hills Golf Club in Ohio. The weather was beginning to brother my old friend, the last day it was only about 45 degrees and he was not doing as well as he thought he would in those temps and decided we better hold up for the winter season. Well I cheat, getting to come down here, getting to enjoy the blessing of my sister. and so off to the range, and man I was in the zone, these old bones did pretty good for themselves, and even after a large bucket, 110 to 120 in number, they were not feeling so bad. God has been good to me and keeps things in pretty good condition. After returning from the range I set out for my walk, I found a route from the house to Tiger tail beach and back that works out to 2 miles. Now I know you youngsters think nothing of 2 miles, but for me that seems like a good hike, and I try do it in about 40 minutes, again a 20 minute mile is pretty slow, but remember I am a heart patient and I just need to get the muscle working, not over doing it and ruining the vacation time for Patty and Char. So a brisk pace is just fine and I handle that alright. Happy hour and Pasta for dinner followed by a few rounds of dominoes, Char whooped us again, was a great end of daylight with looking forward to settling in with my honey to watch a movie. Man life just doesn't get and better.