Ah, the return to normal life. Three weeks on the road was just what I needed. It was awesome! I wish I could say I was glad to be back, but honestly, I’m not. I could have stayed out on the road for a while longer. There was so much to see and do that I would have liked but that we just couldn’t get to. I must admit that every time I saw a golf course, it was calling to me to play. Unfortunately, the pulled muscle or whatever I have going on in my rib area isn’t completely healed, though it is much, much better than it was before I left. I’m going to take it easy for a while longer and try to ease back into practicing this week, but I don’t regret not taking my clubs with me because I needed to let myself heal. I saw a lot of great stuff on the road, and by my count I passed through 16 states. If you haven’t taken advantage of the natural

Ok, Ok, I’m not technically going fishing, per se, but I’m going to be on vacation for the next three weeks so you may or may not see any new posts showing up before I get back. It all depends on whether I have any rainy days or other down time which would allow me to crank out some stuff while I’m gone. This vacation is certainly well-timed. I know I haven’t done a progress update in a little while, but a week ago at the driving range, I hit a shot, got into my follow-through and immediately felt something blow right along my ribs on my side (kind of more toward my back). It felt like someone sticking a knife between my ribs. Right now, coughing is very painful and sneezing makes me want to cry. It’s not a back problem or anything like that (I’ve dealt with a herniated disk in the past), so I’m assuming it’s some kind of pulled muscle that just needs rest. Oddly, it doesn’t hurt to walk, sit,