Golf's funny.
You can hit the best drive of your life and still make double bogey. Top one thirty yards, laugh about it, then hit the next one pure and walk off the green smiling anyway.
Doesn't make sense. That's why we keep coming back.
Not because golf is perfect. Because it isn't. It's frustrating, it's unfair, it humbles you right when you think you've got it figured out.
And it still gives you another tee box.
Another shot. Another chance to respond.
That's the part I fell in love with. Not the scorecard. The response.
Because somewhere along the way I realized that's not just golf. It's everything else too.
You don't get to control the bounce, the weather, or who you're paired with. You only get to decide what you do next.
That's PlayThru.
It's golf etiquette. It's also just a good way to move through anything.
Keep It Moving.