This probably sounds a little random that I really want to play disc golf. But my dad has been playing since I was young and several years ago went pro. Yes, my dad is a professional athlete. An elite member of the PDGA (Professional Disc Golf Association).
Dad's on the right |
I still don't think it's a particularly well known sport but it's getting bigger and you can find courses just about anywhere. I wanted to play because I wanted to share that experience with my dad. It's something he's passionate about so I wanted to give it a shot and let him teach me something. Some of you may or my not know, but my dad and I have had some issues in past. Nothing serious but we tend to argue hard since we're both stubborn and don't want to give up. I was a little defiant (to say the least) and haven't always made his job as a dad easy, especially when I was really young and throwing major temper tantrums or in high school where my arguing became more intense. Things improved when I went off to college and we fight much less. I've always loved him, and him me but I wanted him to know that I want to spend time with him and have him teach me things. So disc golf seemed to be the perfect opportunity for some father daughter time.
I finally asked him to take me out when I was home this summer, I think it was probably around the 4th of July. So he took me out to the course at Show Low Park and we did about 12 holes. Sometimes I had some decent throws and others I was horrible. It was probably frustrating for him to have to deal with me climbing through trees to find my disc. But I had fun and it was a challenge so I hope I can go again. I wasn't really prepared for taking pictures so I do not have any of myself to document this experience (and thank god no videos, I'd be an internet joke). But maybe next time, since I do hope and expect that there will be a next time.
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