I have a new goal for this year. Actually, I’m giving it a year, but I have no idea how long it will take. Or if I can even do it. But I’m going to try.
I want to teach myself to be ambidextrous.
There’s a train of thought here, I promise.
The other day I was doing an exercise to help my shin splints that involves using your foot to trace the alphabet in the air, and I realized that it was so much easier with my right foot than my left foot. And then I thought, well, I guess that makes sense, considering I’m right-handed. My right side would be stronger.
But it doesn’t have to be.
I started wondering if I could train myself to be ambidextrous. What if, for an hour or so every day at work, I tried to use my left hand instead of my right? I could switch my mousepad to the other side of my keyboard. I could write my notes with my left hand (of course, not if I’m in a hurry).
Or, at home – brushing my teeth, brushing my hair, eating – could I train myself to do those things left-handed? (For the record, I have, on occasion, tried the brushing. Hair – easy peasy. Teeth – so awkward with the left. Eating….well, that’s just a recipe for disaster.)
So, I’m going to give it a shot. To be honest, I don’t really know that using my left hand will ever be absolutely necessary unless, you know, I break my right arm or something (and I’ve never broken anything – *knock on wood*), but I’d like to have the option.
Plus, if, during softball season, I can throw people off by batting lefty, it’ll all be worth it.