Oof! Ouch! Dang!”—and a few less printable words—flew out of my mouth as quickly as I’d teed off. It happened faster than a blink, and in hindsight, I was lucky it wasn’t worse. I had just launched my cute Barbie-pink ball (of course it was Barbie pink) from the 5th tee, soaring it across a craggy canyon. Sure, it landed in the sand trap, but hey—it cleared the ravine, and I was darn proud. Hubby, congratulating my athletic triumph, dropped me off just past the gully so I cou