Over the weekend, I went to Jim Thorpe with friends to go white-water rafting. I am by no means adventurous and this was HUGE for me. My best friend on the other hand is an adrenaline junkie and the bridesmaids decided this would be an appropriate bachelorette outing for her adventurous self.
It started off amazing — there’s nothing more therapeutic then being in the heart of nature. The water was calm, the sun was out, and there was a smooth breeze.
Shortly after, it went down-hill. Real quick. There was a four boat pile-up, in which our boat was one of them and everyone in our boat got tossed into the water. Let me disclaimer that I can’t swim (I know!) .. and even with a life vest, I couldn’t get my body above water because the current kept pulling me under. I was stuck under the boat. In those brief moments, a few things come to mind..
I’m going to die.
God, I’m not sure if I’m ready for this.
My dad’s going to kick my ass.
God, if I need to die this way, so be it.. but please help.
A guy in a nearby boat stretched out his oar and I held it for dear life in order to keep the water from pushing me under. My answer to prayer it seems. I looked around immediately to see if the other girls were alright. I saw that everyone was safe and rescued and I breathed a sigh of relief. I stayed on a nearby rock and wouldn’t move. When you experience something so frightening, all you can do at that moment is process the shock. I kept hearing people scream my name to jump in the boat and I refused. I couldn’t move. Eventually, I snapped out of it and attempted to get into the nearby boat.
During the close-to-5-hours on the Lehigh River, our boat tipped over again and every girl was ready for dry land.
My body is literally covered in black and blue bruises — from my feet (which makes it hard to walk) to my back to my arms. I’ve got some nasty shiners on my legs that completely disgusted my co-workers this morning.. haha.. I like to call them battle scars at this point! Being slammed into rocks at high speeds is never easy on the body, so I’ve been on pain medications for the past couple days. I’m hoping the bruises go down dramatically by the time of my best friend’s wedding or it won’t be a pleasant sight to behold.
All that to say, we get the ‘bridesmaids of the year award’! I love my best friend and I’m grateful for her life, but I will never ever EVER go on any white-water rafting expeditions in the near future. I’m fine not being an adrenaline junkie. I’m even more grateful that God saw it fit to let me live through that chaos.
..before the adventure
..after the crazy day, we decided to clean ourselves up and go out to dinner (we earned our drinks that night!)
Bridesmaids (tanned and still recovering from the daytime events)
We love you Grace and can’t wait to walk down that aisle with you. Admit it, you have the BEST-est bridesmaids ever. No more crazy life bucket-list adventures!