New Hobby Blues

So I picked up archery last month, thinking it'd be cool and relaxing. Boy, was I wrong. Turns out you need a lot of muscle control I didn't know existed, like holding your breath while drawing the bowstring and pretending like you're not flailing when you shoot. And every time I hit the target, I'm just relieved I didn't send an arrow flying back at me. Maybe I should stick to Netflix instead.