I am definitely not the guy in the picture above. I think if I played a couple times a month I could be but my husband, Curtis, thinks otherwise.

We all ventured out to Torgenson Park on Spruce Drive in the North East area of the City. All I/We needed to pack was bug spray, stroller, water bottles and bug spray. The Discs or Frisbees are in a storage box right at the park free to use!

There are a few different kinds of discs, putters meant for your short game, long shot and medium shot discs. There are even some designed for windy conditions, maximum distance, some to turn left or right.

I’m not that technical, but as I start the game I believe I have the highly advanced skills to make a wager with all my kids. If mom wins, kid on dishes for supper.

Game on.

Hole 1: The girls start first and throw at the exact same time. Maybe not the best choice and usually I would tell them otherwise, but there is a bet happening and #mummawins…most of the time. Their discs end up colliding with each other which ended in hysterical laughter. Curtis shot next and made a decent throw. My turn was next, it ended up sailing behind me somehow, which ended again in uncontrollable laughter. The oldest boy went next and his sailed right next to the hole.

The course had 9 holes. If you can imagine a repeat of Hole 1 carried on 8 more times it is exactly how that went. Halfway through the course I tried a number of different throwing and grip methods, however, none Worked. Curtis ran every which way after my disc. Once I hit him in the shin, he was standing about 10 feet to the right of me and the completely opposite direction I was aiming for. The girls’ game improved. I did dishes that night. #oldestboywins

We will be back for a rematch. I don’t give up that easy. Best out of 10?

Becky