If you want me to sign up for a fishing or paddling trip, all you have to do is start with a disclaimer. This disclaimer: "It's going to suck, but..." That phrase is magic. I've already forgotten it's going to be a sufferfest as I listen to the epic details. By the time I hear the entire plan I remember the first part––about it going to suck. I have to do the math to catch up now, mid-conversation, weighing whether the trip is actually worth the suffering. Will it make the trip even better? That's the tricky variable, is the suffering going to add an extra flavor to the trip. It might. Just think of the conversations by the fire. Stay home for now. In the meantime, plan your next epic trip.
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.