Two hours in the morning is all it takes. After two hours by myself in the quiet of my house or on the water is all I need. That's enough to fuel everything. With those two hours, I can solve the ever-changing puzzle of a new fishing spot. I can read one of those books we all say we read, but never actually finish (or start), like Dante's The Divine Comedy (shameless brag: I did). I could even conquer the world. It also helps you sound really crazy to friends. Nobody is meant to be that productive. I fight myself every day to do it, but every day that I don't I regret it. That regret feels worse than the tired I feel if I actually get up. So I keep getting up. To fish or to do something else. Why not get ahead a little?
Sleeping in is a waste of daylight. Do what you love––go fishing. No excuses. This blog post was originally sent as part of my new daily newsletter series, An Excuse to Fish. If you like excuses to go fishing, a new one delivered to your inbox every morning, sign up for the daily newsletter.