April 26th 2021
Today I’m making seal noises every time I move an inch. Potentially I’m also making sea lion noises, depending on which of them makes the noise most similar to the noise that I’m making.
A weekend full of golf and walking put strain on muscles that I’m not used to using, and I basically just ache all over.
It’s a soundtrack that’s punctuated my day. I can still feel the pressure from the weight of the strap of my golf bag on my shoulder. Who ever said golf was an old man’s sport?
Oh. Wait. It is an old man’s sport. I’m just the old man.
Until tomorrow, okay boomer.