I told my wife before we got married, I play golf, you're gonna be a widow, deal with it. She goes "I think I'd like to learn golf, can you teach me?"
Fuck
I told her, I'm not a pro, I can show you the basics, we can go from there. I gotta tell you, she put in the time. She eventually got her own clubs, bag, the works.
If she went with me, she bought the balls, and we'd split them. You get three at a time, you hit all three good, you keep going til you hit a bad one.
I told her join a ladies club, you can't golf with me all the time. She would have a bad hole (please, no jokes, you sharpshooters) and would start crying. This happened once when we were playing with another couple (arrange this, if you can). So, we made a rule, if you're not on in 7 strokes, you drop it on the green, and you got 3 strokes on the green to get it down.
The main thing is the yardage. Make sure she knows what clubs to hit to get to the green. Most women golf sets are 4 iron, 6, 8, pw, and sw. Explain to her the difference, why you open the face on a sand wedge, etc.
I gotta tell you, one time she blasted a driver 220, which is pretty impressive for a 14 degree driver. She hit a first GIR on a par-3 to within 10 feet, and missed the putt, but got her first par. Then, a few weeks later, she came up short on a 179 yd. par 3, and chipped in for a birdie! She went batshit because she had "honors"!
She was very grateful that I was there to witness this. Later that day, I had honors. Rest of the the night, it was honor and off her!
