Random thoughts:
I've always appreciated Barney's take on this. What's the rush? Years ago four of us were whining about having to wait while playing a local public course until a friend spoke up and noted that if we were anywhere else we would be wishing we were on the golf course. I'm happy when I'm on a golf course - what then it my motivation to truncate the experience assuming I'm not unduly holding anybody else up? The only answer I have is hubris - how dare others not value my time.
I played Fenway last fall as a single with a young, inexperienced caddy. Without even trying I finished in 2.5 hours with 90 +/- strokes. Not bad for a guy weighing in at 3 bills. Frankly, I wish I'd taken a little longer and soaked it all in. I usually pull a club before I stop walking. I don't read putts, seek yardages, take practice swings, write down scores or extend the futility when I reach dougle-bogey. But if you want to, fine with me. With apologies to W. C. Handy when on a golf course "I'd rather be here than any place I know."
Too often we value the next moment above the current moment. It's a crappy way to go through life.
Bogey