Friday I got off work at 3 and drove over the the gym. I got to the gym and had a bathroom emergency and was exhausted, so I wrestled with whether or not I really wanted to go to the gym at all. I had decided to at least do 45 minutes at the gym doing whatever my heart desired once I got in the doors, but once that bathroom emergency hit, it was over.
I came home, got out of my scrubs, and crashed for 2 hours. Maybe I dream too big for working 5 days in a row. Nurses aren’t used to that sort of thing. I did feel justified in my decision not to work out when I slept that hard though cause clearly I needed it.
I woke up hungry and grumpy and waited for Jon to get home (he was supposed to be home way earlier and hadn’t let me know he was staying later at work). Once Jon got home, we packed for the cabin as quickly as possible and headed out the door.
Our night started with awesome massages. After going back to CrossFit, I needed it. I thought I was going to cry when he dug into some of the knots on my back. Jon loved his massage just as much as I loved mine, so maybe we’ll go back. After our wonderful massages, we headed up the my parent’s cabin in Blairsville.
I woke up throughout the night with intense pain in my triceps. I’ve never had that happen before. After not working out as much and still being in the mindset I was in 7 months ago with CrossFit, I overdid it. I’m extremely careful going back into doing lifts, but not as much with the number of reps of bodyweight exercises. I’m almost positive I ended up with a mild case of rhabdo. Luckily, it was just in my triceps. People with the highest risk for rhabdo are athletes who are getting back into working out and overdo it. Hm, sound familiar (and by athlete, I just mean former CrossFitter- I don’t feel like an athlete of any sort). I barely slept all night because of the pain in my arms and could barely move them. I’ve done CrossFit for over 4 years so I know what it’s like to be sore. I’ve been in agony when I’ve been sitting down on the toilet before. My muscles frequently hurt just to touch and feel bruised. But this was different. It wasn’t just a sore muscle. My arms at rest were in a constant aching pain and that radiated into the surrounding muscles, leaving them feeling like they were in constant muscle failure. If I moved my arms, it felt like a tearing pain, and when I got to a certain point (which was after very minimal movement), it felt like I was having the most severe muscle cramps in my triceps. They were swollen and Jon said my left one looked bruised. I drank tons of water to flush out the myoglobin casts so they didn’t occlude my ureters (I peed way less than normal- oddly enough, but my pee was still light). I was feeling nauseous a lot of the day also. Jon even had to dress and undress me. I couldn’t bend my arms enough to get my clothes on and off. Last night I still went to bed in pretty bad pain, but luckily woke up this morning (only woke up a few times overnight) and was able to move a little bit more. Tonight, I’m able to move more for sure, but bending my arms is still really painful and the constant ache in my left arm is about 1/2 of what it was the other day! Anyway, I blame myself completely. I know who is at the highest risk of rhabdo. I know my own limits. I definitely pushed them and the coach on Wednesday had told me to only do 14 dips per round and not 20, but I still did 20.
Anyway, yesterday morning Jon and I woke up to this:
Instead of enjoying a day hiking as I had hoped for, we went to The Sawmill Place for breakfast. Afterwards, we ended up heading back to the cabin and we both napped for a few hours. I’ve been really taking a ton of naps lately, which is so rare for me. I usually never want to nap. I slept so good too after being up all night in pain the night before. We woke up to a nice sunny afternoon so we decided to head out to look for possible wedding venues.
We drove around and enjoyed some nice scenery! Didn’t find much in the way of venues, but we have a few places we want to check out. We had dinner at an Italian place that was okay. Enrico’s in Young Harris. Jon made fun of the girl when he ordered “caprese” and she verified that we wanted the “capreeese.” It’s “capraysay,” duh. We went to Italy. We know. (I’m kidding, but we did go, and Jon does feel all Italian now.) They used sandwich tomatoes for their caprese which ruined it. But our entrees were pretty good!
We went back to the cabin and read all night. This morning, we woke up to a beautiful morning!
I would love to get married in a field like that! Jon and I wondered if we just set up in a field, if anybody would stop us. We don’t think so, but I think the logistics may be a little tricky. We ate a really good breakfast at The Crimson Moon Cafe in Dahlonega and then headed to Amicalola Falls to check out their B&B as a possible wedding venue.
The view from the lodge. Unfortunately, you can’t see the falls from the B&B.
I’m curious to hear the pricing on that place. Anyway, we went to pick up Jon’s wedding band and sent off my engagement ring for resizing. I have a feeling it’ll squish my fingers when they swell in the summer, but I’m tired of worrying that it’ll fall off into the sinks at work when I wash my hands a million times a day!
My parents came over tonight to help us hang up pictures. After they left, we’ve been organizing all day. It sucks that we left so much to do today because it was a beautiful day out and we could have done so many fun things! Our guest bedroom was still in shambles after we did the floors, so I have most of that together. Now I’m catching up on laundry. I really wanted to clean the glue off the floors but my arms are still really tired and hurting, so I didn’t. I also didn’t want to run today because I didn’t want to damage any other muscles and release anything else into my bloodstream to be filtered out by my kidneys! I’m such a paranoid nurse, huh.
Anyway, time to go relax and watch a movie with Jon. It’s back to reality this week… I have a class for work tomorrow and am on call till 3 (I hope to check out a wedding venue after!) and then Tuesday is back to class. Ugh.