I shot an amazing 42 on the front nine of Aliso Viejo Country Club this morning.  That's just seven over par.  After I added up the score, I had a little talk with myself.  It went something like this:

Laura 1:  "That was so cool!  A 42!!  Maybe I should turn pro?"
Laura 2:  "It was cool.  A 42!  Let's not get ahead of ourself."
Laura 1:  (Contemplating scenes of glory and all the new, cool clothes that a pro needs to wear)  "Huh?"
Laura 2:  "What happened last time you did really well on the front nine?"
Laura 1:  "Umm...I crashed and burned and Moira showed up."
Laura 2:  "Yes...and we don't want Moira to show up, do we?"
Laura 1:  "Nope.  There's a reason she's the evil twin."
Laura 2:  "So how about we set some reasonable expectations for the back nine.  You're likely to shoot at least one or maybe two nines on the harder holes.  You're likely to be a bit frustrated when that happens.  What's our mantra going to be if the worst happens?"
Laura 1:  "I shot a 42 on the front nine.  Woohoo!"
Laura 2:  "You've come far, grasshopper."

Turns out, my lowered expectations were right on the money and I shot a 57 on the back nine for a 99...still broke 100! 

And did I mention I shot a 42 on the front nine?  <smile>

Speaking of the back nine...

Read the excellent article in the LA Times today about a 58-year-old woman embarking on a new adventure (after a lifetime of hard work and hard knocks).  I am so impressed by Karen McCarthy's drive, by her unwillingness to give in to circumstance, by her carpe diem attitude.

There's a woman who's going to have an excellent back nine...even if she has a few bad holes now and again.

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