I hate to admit it, but it's been a while since I picked up my violin.
I've had quite a bit of shoulder and finger pain recently, and so I set
the instrument down. "It'll get better," I said, "and I'll pick it up
again soon."
Well, days turn to weeks and the first thing you know, it's been better than a fortnight.
Considerably better than a fortnight.
I don't know why we sometimes step away from things that mean a lot to
us. At least I do that sometimes, I guess you probably do as well.
Laziness? Maybe.
Well, I've decided that I need to get back to playing in spite of the
hands. Starting again slowly, and then working back to my hour a day
minimum.
Lots of hand stretching, and probably some Ben Gay at night. I've got
some Aleve right there on the music stand. I'll let you know how things
go!
