Busted.

6.32am Sunday morning.

By choice i wake up and make my way to Richmond Park where i enjoy 18 holes of golf in the beautiful lush countryside of England with some fellow golfers.

I haven't played for a good year and this morning i feel like i have been totally duffed up! I can hardly walk. My arms ache. My neck is stiff. Golf has killed me!

How in gods green lush earth do old people cope? After a round they must have to have a couple of days off life.

Anyway, take up golf. It is awesome and you should embrace it.

That's it.

Embrace.