🎣 Fishing League Didn’t Break Me — Day 86 Sober
We were barely a mile into fishing league tonight when the boat damn near sank. Water filled the floor, batteries nearly underwater. We had to beach it on an island and try to figure out what went wrong. Still don’t know.
And right by the landing on the way back… there’s a bar. Cold beer just sitting there calling my name.
But I didn’t go in.
86 days sober. That’s not just a number, that’s a promise I made to myself, my kids, my life. I didn’t come this far just to fold when it gets hard. I didn’t get sober for a challenge — I did it to become a better man. A better dad.
No fish. No weigh-in. No win tonight.
But I’m still winning.
I’m headed home. Gonna eat some pizza. Drink a pop. Hug my kids. Because even when the boat’s taking on water, The Average Dad keeps showing up.
Still here. Still sober. Still building something that matters.







































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