I have played chess for almost as long as I have played piano. I was once quite a strong player. (Well for two or three years I did little else but play and study chess!) I was never in danger of winning a national championship or getting a Master title but I was better than most players will ever be, ... a contender in weekend tournaments and representing Bedfordshire on a high board.
Either the general standard of play has improved, or my brain no longer functions as well as it used to, but these days I am just a reasonable club player. But I still play regularly in tournaments (about one weekend in six) and though it is at a lower standard than it used to be, I still enjoy the game.
Or at least I did until last weekend.
There I was in Delft (30 miles from Utrecht) in a very well organised tournament, in excellent playing conditions, with interesting opponents, and some fascinating positions
and all I could think was, "I don't really want to be here. I could be practicing the piano"
I don't socialize any more (apart from with other piano students), or read much outside of books on music, or take much exercise, apart from walking and cycling from place to place (I used to swim for an hour a day). I go directly from work to the practice rooms and from there to bed, sleep, shower, breakfast, work, ... and so the cycle repeats
If I had been this obsessed as a young adult I might actually have become a good pianist (I almost wrote 'as a teenager' - but from 13 to 17 I was obsessed and regularly spent five or six hours at the keyboard on a Saturday, and again on Sunday)
Is this obsessive streak a personality flaw, or a useful trait? Am I mentally ill? After all I am unlikely to ever become a concert pianist - not even a very minor one. Or - as I am having so much fun, and enjoying the feeling of my hands becoming faster and more controlled, and learning so much about music - does it matter?
