A Very Merry Christmas

To all Gilagolfers who may or may not be celebrating, here’s a merry christmas to all you hackers out there, and to another year of thrashing golf courses with our horrible swings.

2012 has been the most memorable year for me in terms of family and with the addition of a screaming little kid. But totally forgetable in terms of golf, where injuries after injuries sidelined me for so long.

The recent procedure seems to be working much better, but the doc says no more golf until next year.

I guess in time for CNY golf hacking then! Here’s to our 69s in 2013! As in the golf score, not the other…thingy!

Mercedes for Sale

Trying to sell my Mercedes 200K, W204 AvantGarde (the one with the large merc emblem at the front), December 2008 registered. I’ve only got about 20K per year mileage on it, so it’s pretty low (compared to when I was working with Cyberjaya where I had 40K on my Nissan).

Anyway, the time has come to change to a family friendly vehicle like Toyota Wish or Innova.

Let me know if anyone interested: gilagolf78@gmail.com

The Healing Begins

To some who might be wondering what the heck happened to Gilagolf, the answer is simple.

Baby. Injury.

Not injuring the baby. As in Baby, and then injury. I think the injury is related to the Baby, but I’ve already had it coming, spending hours on the laptop thrashing out reports, proposals, R&D and what-not just to get the moolahs in every month to pay bills. The problem with having your business is that you can’t sit on your butt doing nothing and still get paid…like what I used to do back in good old corporate life. Of course, I had to suck up a lot more than now, but I can generally worm my way away from work onto a golf course at my heart’s content.

No longer.

Anyway, I was playing just horrendous golf due to, ummm, a post traumatic synovitis — in the doctor’s terms. And possibly some mental meltdown as well. I was overswinging and coming way over the top.

The funny thing was that on the range, I was hitting it fine. For some strange reason, once on the course, my swing retards itself into an unknown mixture of Jim Furyk and a chimp high on ecstasy. Seeing that my game was already on its way to become a 100+ game again, I decided to take myself out of things since August and haven’t touched my clubs since.

I finally went for the small procedure to fix my synovitis. Basically, I allowed the doctor to inject me with some unknown liquid to turn my bones to adamantium. Or maybe. I don’t know. He said a lot of doctory stuff I didn’t understand. His handwriting was like egyptian hieroglyphs. So I did a procedure where he stuck a long needle into the most painful part of my hands, and using ultrasound, guided that freaking needle here and there, poking through tendons and nearly touching bones. As in, it wasn’t just poke and done, it was a good 10 – 15 minutes where I had the freaking needle in my wrist going here and there, and listening to him go, “Whoops, that’s too tight. Let’s reverse.” What the h*ck?? You’re talking about my wrist here, not the other thing that comes into most men’s mind.

Once done, splinted my wrist, pat my back and he said, “No golf for at least two weeks – to a month.”

What the heck. Looks like my 2012 golf is over. Hope to get back on the course before CNY then.

Stay tuned!