Rafting Fun (?)

Now that I'm virtually pain free with the small exception of a slight twinge in my abs here and there, I feel as though I can more successfully blog about the busy busy weekend. It was fun, although I think it honestly wasn't as fun as I had hoped it would be, mostly due to extenuating circumstances. And exhaustion. Friday we had a garage sale, so late Thursday night and early Friday morning my procrastinating family was running around trying to put things together, and then Morgan and I sat around all day in my garage, attempting to sell off knick knacks. And surprisingly to all of us, we even made a couple hundred bucks! Definitely a big surprise for sure, especially since we had to cut things short because of the hail. My mom was worried about her car, so we had to drag things to one side so I could run and put her car in the garage. I ran out and got immediately soaked and hit with hail, and of course by the time I got her car in the garage the hail stopped. Typical Colorado weather.
Saturday was, of course, the prime reason for all the pain: white water rafting, class IV rapids in high water, the highest it has apparently been since 1955. That makes for high adrenaline and massive rapids. For me, I think that sent me into more of a "oh crap, massive fear" mode instead of a "ah yeah, sweeet" mood, lol. I've seriously got holes in my memory of the "more awesome" moments of our rafting excursion, like when we apparently went over some sort of huge rapid and almost capsized. I have no idea what anyone in my raft is talking about when they mention it. The fear was pretty big for me, especially since I can't swim and the water was COLD, but I definitely did have fun. How can you not, flying over rapids like that? Irene and I, the only girls of our raft BOTH fell off the raft (so much for girl power) though, which was slightly pathetic. I still have no idea how I fell off. I even have bruises on my knee and shin from trying to "dig" my foot into the raft. Well the shin bruise is from that anyways, the knee I think is from rubbing the corner so much while paddling. It's faded to a lovely multicolored stage now, half purple and half green.
Unfortunately, all that rafting fun meant Sunday I was sore all over. I couldn't even walk properly, and had to sort of shuffle along. My family went to the Colorado Symphony Orchestra concert at Red Rocks (45 min late due to a broken radiator :( ) and it's a pretty far walk from the car to the actual amphitheater, and I had to sort of limp/shuffle along. I probably looked like I was drunk! But due to our lovely broken radiator on the poor Accord, it made for a long Sunday too, so I feel like I've only now recovered from all the long days of the weekend. Just in time for DC!