Cursive

Recently I was listening to a podcast that was talking about memory and how some activities are so seamless that we don’t think about the specifics involved (like riding a bike – you get on and ride, you don’t think ‘my right foot goes on the rid pedal, my left foot goes on the left pedal and this is how I move forward’) while other activities require a little more work and focus on each step. One such activity that they brought up was writing in cursive. I thought that was pretty odd. Certainly I could still write in cursive. I remember what all of the letter look like (don’t I?) and my 3rd grade teacher, Miss Myers (loved her!) was always very impressed with my mad cursive writing skills, or at least she always told me so, although perhaps not in those words. So today I’ve been making an effort to write in cursive. It’s a much slower process than I thought it might be. My every day writing is a script/cursive combo and I assumed I would be able to easily replace my script with all cursive. I was wrong. Although on a plus side, I have realized my cursive hand writing today looks alarmingly just as messy as it was when I was 9. Wait, is that a plus…?