March 15, 2011

to pullover or not to pullover

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course played:  presidio
holes played:  all 18!
balls lost:  1
balls found:  11 (yes, 11, i did not just accidentally press "1" twice)
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when you leave your apartment to go golfing, thinking that it will be 70 and sunny, the san francisco rain and wind can really dampen your day (pun-intended).  however, if i were back east, i would have been fully prepared - raincoat, rainboots, and a clear umbrella that i received (upon request) for my birthday.  things have changed since the move west.  instead of using my better judgement along with weather.com to determine the weather-appropriate attire, i have turned to "experience"* and "optimism" for what-to-wear cues.  for example, when i leave my apartment for work at 6am and step into my yellow cab, i ignore the drizzle/drops/downpour and maintain that i don't need a jacket.  my optimism and i are just fine, thank-you-very-much.  15 minutes later, i arrive at work, shirt wet and hair fro-y, hiding in my office until everything airs out.

my n'importe quoi attitude extends to the golf course.  this past sunday, i knew that rain was in the forecast.  but, did i dress accordingly?  no.  obviously not.  dressing the part is weak.  i was not about to let my swing be restricted by a few extra layers.  i was all:  polo? check.  sweater? check.  khakis? check. 



this sunday, i was playing with a certain someone (kilo) who was all about the layers and their ample usage:

when it was above 60 degrees:
hat?  check.
khakis?  check.
polo?  check. - comfort layer -

when it was above 55 and under 60 degrees:
pullover 1?  check.  - warmth layer -

when is was below 55 degrees:
pullover 2?  check. check. and check.  - protection layer -

as you can imagine, the weather at the presidio changes quickly and changes often - sometimes 10 to 15 degrees in the span of 20 minutes.  during this round of golf, kilo performed more layer changes than stefani germonatta at a lady gaga concert.  layer upon layer, he morphed before our eyes.  first it was just the simple pink polo - preppy kilo.  then, all of the sudden, it was a black half-zip pullover - athletic kilo.  the next time you looked at him, it was a red windbreaker - country club chic kilo.  rewind and repeat.

but, when it started pouring on hole 18, he got the last laugh.

*  experience = getting used to the same temperature everyday because it is the same temperature everyday.

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