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the way of water

It’s never a good sign when you start the day at the ungodly hour of 6 a.m. and your outfit includes long underwear under your yoga pants. 

Yes, today is the day that I rafted the Rio Grande ‘Box’ with my Dad and one of his closest friends. 

Well, technically, we couldn’t raft the actual ‘Box’ because there wasn’t enough water but we froze our asses off in level 2-4 rapids anyway.