I don’t know if any of you are at all like me, but I like to have a soda every day. My soda of choice? Coke. If that’s not available, Pepsi. I have at least 1 per day and as a matter of fact, more often than not, I have way more than that. The other day I started to think, how much fat does this pack on my frame. It’s scary what I found out.

I picked up golf when I was 11. In the back corner of the garage sat a dusty old set of Wilson clubs that were at one point my Grandpa’s, but were now my fathers. My dad didn’t golf though, so they just sat in a corner of the garage gathering dust. One day my friend Scott and I grabbed those clubs and we walked down the street to the park and started hitting balls, or at least trying to anyway, towards the sandbox on the other side. As the years went by I got better. I thought I was pretty good, shooting rounds in the mid 90′s. Then when I was in my mid-teens I had a breakthrough and I didn’t know how I did it. I had the perfect round of golf. I didn’t know how I did it that day, but I have since come to learn how I was able to accomplish such a feat. Continue Reading »