The Joy of Fly Fishing in New Brunswick

After my heart attack I started walking. I was only able to walk 3 minutes the first time and was really scared to death to leave the house but I did it.

The next day I walked a few more minutes and kept doing that until I was up to 30 minutes a day. It took me a bit longer but I eventually reached 40 minutes and at that time I requested a stress test as it was the only way I was ever going to get the okay to go fishing again.

Well we lined up the stress test and when I arrived I noticed the wall where the treadmill was was a huge scene of a river that I am sure I saw a salmon or two jump while I was being tested.

Even though the scene was inspiring and I was willing to go until I dropped the heart specialist stopped the test mid-way. I just was ready to push the limits.

That was another year of no fishing for Jimmy. Bummer, to day the least.

I continued walking and change the area I walked to one that was more hilly. Wow, what a workout.

The next time I went for my stress test I passed with flying colors but by then we were broke because I could no longer work so I still didn’t get fishing that year. Another bummer but if we can’t afford to do other things as a family I don’t feel right about going fishing. So I stayed home, all summer and fall.

Now it’s four years later and I have make a living on the internet now and I am ready to go fishing, but…

… today I went for my first walk since the snow and ice started. I can’t go outside if the weather is too far below zero. My muscles lock up and I just can’t function.

Well long story short, my legs need more walking. I’m exhausted but I feel great. A week or two of walking again and I will be ready for a day on the water with my wife’s blessing as well and my doctors.