June 2
Ouchie.
I played Faneuil Hall for hours yesterday and for some reason I hurt my throat bad. I couldn’t sleep last night because it was so sore and I have been using throat spray every two hours. This is weird because I didn’t do anything different and I warmed up as much (if not more so) that usual. I’m glad I’m taking singing lessons so I can hope to nip this thing in the bud.
The good news is that I had three consecutive good days at Faneuil Hall. They weren’t great days, they just weren’t miserable, so that’s a start.
Small update for a Monday morning.