Pain

Lockdown has forced us to stay home for long
I cannot play golf but can eat and sleep    
Social distancing wants us not to throng
No one understands that my pain is deep
Need to practice my swings for their upkeep
No play may retard muscle memory
Making me lose golfing trajectory
Coronavirus, why you give such pain!
Golfing time wasted on cleaning bag accessory
Checking your spread though is a vital gain.

15.4.2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Dietrich Avatar
April 16, 2020 at 6:26 PM
can you imagine all the people who expected to have sports careers this year? And gymnists wanting to go to Olympics, and just people like me who can't even find dumbbells in the stores!! It's really a PAIN, that is for sure. I bought ankle weights, only thing I could find at Walmart, and i exercise my arms by putting them on my wrists!
Chutani Avatar
April 16, 2020 at 6:35 PM
Yes, each one is in pain and trying to adjust. Golf was just an example. Happy that you can relate.
Dietrich Avatar
April 16, 2020 at 6:25 PM
hmmm, it's too bad you do not have a private golf course like my friend whose husband is able to keep practicing golf . They live in this condo area and I am sure not many men go there each day to golf. I think if it's part of your area where you live, you can still do it. I dont like golf, but i know some guys adore it!
Chutani Avatar
April 16, 2020 at 6:32 PM
Andrea, those who golf, often get addicted. Difficult for them to stay bound. All golf courses in my area closed indefinitely till situation improves.
Manassian Avatar
April 15, 2020 at 8:07 AM
Yes, this virus has all of us giving up things we love. However, as you stated so well...it's a small price to pray to flatten the curve. Blessings...
Chutani Avatar
April 15, 2020 at 8:44 AM
Eileen, nice to hear from you. Hope all well at your end. In a way this virus is a grim reminder to all of us not to disturb nature's balance, which already is on edge.
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