My bodywork professional suggested that a middle aged woman who already has overuse problems in her shoulder from knitting, computer work, gardening and horses should perhaps not have undertaken this particular project.
I felt like a big whiner while watching those Olympic women crashing down the mountain at Whistler. Then this morning, I felt even more lucky to have a small shoulder tear. I read a moving description written by a fellow knitblogger of her struggles to come back after a stroke. Needled is young, apparently healthy (based on all the photos she shares of herself hill walking) and a talented knitter and designer. Then one day on the way to work she keeled over. Take a minute to read her eloquently written post. You’ll feel lucky, too.