When I woke up Wednesday morning I had a head cold. My wife suggested that I cancel my day of golf. Being a 59 years of golf guy, I'm golfing if I can walk and swing so I left for my 18 hole round of misery that turned into personal joy. After 5 holes, my friend Ross and I, talked about ending our golf after 9 holes but when the 9th hole was completed we decided to continue. When teeing up on the 12th hole I was hoping to hit the green on this narrow tear-shaped layout. I hit a solid 8 iron right at the pin. It bounced twice and disappeared into the hole. I couldn't believe my eyes. The guys in my foursome were yelling and the foursome ahead of us on the adjacent tee to the our green was also yelling. Needless to say if the one time that I didn't listen to my wife about staying from golf was over- ruled by my stubborn attitude I would have missed out on my Hole-in-One.