HoodaThunk?

There are 2 of golfing’s claims that tend to bring up smiles and are also widely considered to be axiomatically true: First, that golf represents a valuable business tool in that it can get you an hours-long meeting with folks who might not otherwise give you 10 minutes in their office. Second, that a bad day golfing is better than a good day working.

I’d have agreed with that 100%… until yesterday. Well, maybe I still agree with that, but it’s a lot closer of a race between agree and disagree than usual.

We had a golf outing set up with some important folks from our accounts and it had to be scheduled several days ago so we could get everyone there. When we do that, I always like to keep my eye on the weather forecasts so we can gracefully pull out of the round in the event of thunderstorms and the like. (Meaning, that we put together an alternate event.) Yesterday’s heat wave, on the other hand, kind of slipped under my radar. Our tee time was 7:29am, and that’s the only thing that saved us as the day’s temperature rose to a DC-area record breaking 102° at Reagan National Airport. To say those last few holes were a real chore is an understatement.

As we cleared off the last hole and headed into the clubhouse, we watched as a foursome mounted up in their carts and headed to the 1st hole tee. To just be starting a round when the temps were already that high and the humidity was putting the heat index at close to 110°…  well, I’m just glad it wasn’t me.