I used to go camping as a child all summer long with my parents. We had an old motor home that I loved. I decided to go camping this past Sunday-Today with my childhood best friend.
The first night we spent in a hotel. On the second day I got my car stuck on the beach! I've driven hundreds of times on that beach but I need new tires, and my car was packed of our stuff. We spent about 40 minutes digging my car out and pushing it. Eventually others began to help and a wonderful man came with chains and towed me out. I was no where near the water or in danger but it was so scary! I was so full of adrenilan that I didn't realize how much I was putting on my body by pushing as hard as I could and digging.
After that we went back to camp and set up. I took aloooong shower to help my muscles. When we went to bed we realized both of our air mattresses were flat! Laying in the ground made my back and hip pain even worse. I hardly slept. Then my friend decided we should walk on the beach. It's one of her favorite activities and mine too! After about half a mile in I asked if she wanted to sit or turn back but she wanted to continue. So I sat on a log while she went on. (She needed some personnel time also due to stress.) while sitting I started getting very frustrated. I kept think I'm only 23! All my friends camp, hike, etc and I can hardly walk a mile! So after some tears I pushed myself to continue walking and caught up with her. We walked a total of about 2 miles.
Once we were back we decided that due to the matresses, her schedule, and my pain we should head home soon. The two hour car ride, she volunteered to drive which I really appreciated.
From the pushing of the car, I feel muscles hurt I didn't know I had. I'm sooo happy to be in my own bed. The camping trip was still super fun, but I can't help but to feel disappointed in myself or upset with what my body can't do. I felt so alone.
Attached is a picture of my car and our camp set up.