I’ve had wrist/hand problems since my teenage days, brought on by the combination of a slight build and much piano practicing. I got physical therapy for it, learned to keep my wrists as relaxed as possible, and mostly, my problems went away.
And in the years since my graduation (read: the years I haven’t played the piano as much) my wrist problems have not been as bad. So, I haven’t done my therapy exercises for years and years, and most of the time that’s fine.
Sometimes, though, I do too much with my wrists and I pay for it.
Yesterday was one of those days. I blogged, practiced the piano in the morning (for church), cleaned out almost my entire inbox, updated all my Quicken files, paid January’s bills online, and then played more music with Mr. FG last night so we could sing.
(This was probably not my most brilliant plan ever.)
And so this morning, my right wrist and hand are hurting. They’re feeling a little better after a hot shower, but I think I should pay attention to what my body is telling me and not write a long blog post filled with pictures (especially not filled with pictures, because uploading pictures requires a lot of clicks!).
Hopefully a day mostly away from the computer will take care of the problem because tomorrow I really do want to show you some of the thrifted/handmade Christmas gifts we gave each other.
And maybe this will give me the kick in the pants I need to dig out my wrist weights and therapy exercise papers.
Today’s 365 post: The Leapster (er, Crackster) is back!