The pipe band I play(ed) in became Eastern United States Pipe Band Champions in Grade 3 yesterday. I wasn't there. I am only champion adjacent. But I was really happy to hear it.
Today they competed at the Rockland County Feis and won by a landslide let's say. They played really well. I was there. But on the sidelines. I am having medical difficulties - I can't blow. (Insert all your jokes here and let's move on.)
I could write a whole blog entry on the psychology of playing music and competition and group sports, etc. There is something in my brain that cannot get on board at this moment. It was so odd being here today and being on the team, but not really. No one made me feel not included except myself. They really are a bunch of great people who are truly keen. I admire that.
I think everyone should have to check back in with themselves every 5 years to see they are still wanting to stay in their job, marriage, pipe band, city, blazer with the different-colored lapels, etc. Sometimes we forget to check back in and sometimes we forget to leave.
I will always love the pipes, but I don't know if I can play with pleasure any more. That is a though one to get my ahead around. Am I just having a hard 15 years or do I really not want to play anymore?
Oh, here is their winning performance: