Maybe I wasn’t being the smartest person in the world by going out all day Saturday, but I did what I could to prevent as much pain as possible and still failed. I went to see my beloved Gators play at the Swamp. The whole week leading up to the game I felt incredible...no pain, etc. I used 70 SPF, shade, lots of water, minimal walking (except to the stadium and up to our seats), didn’t eat a bunch of junk, maybe one beer, and BAM! Forget about walking or using my arms for two days. The only thing I can think of was maybe my excitement of being there caused an exhaustion that I didn’t account for. Misery all night when we got home, my husband had to get up with the kids, and I did nothing but lay like broccoli on the couch or sleep until last night. I know emotional stress can take a toll on you, but what about just being happy? I was so excited about being “home” (we used to live in Gainesville) that I didn’t think it would wipe me out like this. Anyone else run into the same “happy” problem?