Last night hubs Carlo and I set out for a fishing adventure. We found a really good spot off of this road called “grizzly island road”. Perfect for fishing right?
This is how most of the new fishing spot looks like.
We had to haul a cooler, chairs, and the poles about 1/2 a mile to get to the spot.
When I say “we” I mean hubs and Carlo.
Then I learned about “pile worms”
Lots of Ew going on here
The fish were feasting on those disgusting worms
They probably caught about a dozen more or so in about 3 hours. Not bad for 2 1/2 hours of fishing.
This morning I woke up excited about running 6 miles. I dragged Carlo with me, and he only complained while going up the massive hill. But he did pedal his little heart out and not get off his bike and walk on most of the hills. Totally makes up for the really crappy 12 min/mile time we made.
I ended up getting home around 10, and scarfed my bagel thin mix
Hubs got home from work for lunch around 11, and I made him a special hamburger with sliced bread and a smile
And last but not least I finally found my OFFICIAL race time. It was NOT 2:37:00. It was 2:27:01. I had looked at the website a few times the last couple of days wondering why I wasn’t in the overall results. Then I realized I finished a full 10 minutes faster than I thought. Yay me! It’s still not the pr I was looking for, but still not bad considering the dehydration and the toe thing.
2:27:01/ 11:11 min/mile
95/183 for age
Have you fished with “pile worms” before? Have your race results ever been better/worse than you thought?