I finally made it out fishing for the first time in 2.5 months. My good doctor gave me the go ahead for 2 shoes and I’ve been working them around the house with crutches and baby steps but haven’t ventured outside that way…yet. Fishing was no different. I have a buddy who’s fishing a bass tournament on the Detroit River / Lake Erie coming up and he asked me to practice with him. So I got up at 5am to meet him at his house. In the morning’s I’m still really slow - so I booted up and headed out, no way I’d risk two shoes on a boat in choppy water. For those of you that don’t know, Lake Erie can get pretty rough, especially in a 21ft bass boat.

Crawling from the main seat to the back deck’s seat wasn’t easy with the boot, and the waves didn’t make it easier. Those of you in a boot know you’re at the mercy of the thing when you step on uneven ground, so when the boat rocked so did I. I just made sure I had three parts of my body down at all times. Two hands and a boot or a boot a foot and a leg and I was ok. Made it through a thunderstorm (and my garbage bag / boot protector) and a few minutes of rough water, but all in all it went well. I even made sure to get the boot in a picture. It was so great being out and able to do something I love again.

After the long day of fishing - 6+ hours, we got back and I was feeling pretty good. I made the 30 minute drive home and then sat down, still doing well, then it felt like someone hit me with a truck. I was tired, achy and sore - not so much my bad leg, but everywhere else, everything I haven’t used in what seems like forever. So when I started to ice it, I fell asleep instantly. Best sleep I’ve had yet.

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