I don’t even know the first time I shot a bow, it is something that was always a part of my life.  The first bow I remember was a red long bow that I would shoot at a target mounted on a pine tree in the backyard.  It was the seventies and we lived in a rural area.  My dad’s hope was that I would go deer hunting with him.  That never happened, after my parents divorced I don’t even know what happened to that bow.  In the 90’s I started college and gym was still a requirement, you needed a one credit general physical fitness class and a one…