Nerves…not made of steel

I just don’t get it. I can play the piano at home with just Willow listening and not have a care in the world. Put me in front of people, and it’s a completely different story. Yes, I’ve tried imagining folks in their underwear, and I’ve told myself that I have a special talent and they aren’t the ones up there playing. However, nothing seems to work. This Sunday I will be accompanying a bass soloist. I’m telling myself that it is all about him, and nobody will be paying attention to me. Yeah. As good as it sounds, I doubt that it is going to work. I’ve decided I’m going to have positive mental images of me playing the piece in a relaxed manner, swaying to the rhythm, and hitting all the right notes. It certainly can’t hurt, right?

Confession time: My 10K training program started this week and already I’m off schedule. Yesterday was supposed to be a rest day. Instead, I was motivated and went to the gym. I did 4 miles on the elliptical and lifted weights for my upper body. Nope, you didn’t miss it – no running in there. Today was supposed to be a run day. Yeah. No running today, either. Some manual labor, but I’m not sure that counts. Tomorrow, I must run. My mantra has to be get your butt out of bed and run!  We shall see…

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