Pooky has gone golf-crazy, and he took me out to the driving range to see if I had any skill at hitting the ball. Sure, I could hit the ball, but not correctly hit the ball. I managed to get my forearms and unknown muscle parts achy and sore with all of my attempts to get the ball soaring.

My determination was not thwarted. Quite contrary, I am fired up to see if I can get the ball airborne and sailing to the little flag pole many yards down the fairway.

So on our travels into civilization we stopped at a golf shop and asked about ladies' left handed clubs. The clerk gave us an apologetic look and explained that many manufacturers don't make a ladies' left hand set because so few are sold. Usually when instructing someone how to golf the right hand is encouraged to be used. He asked if there was any possible way I could switch (as if I am secretly capable of that kind of thing and just faking it) and I said I bat left handed, and that my body won't go the other way.

I think it has to do with my eyes and aiming. When I finally do get the ball in the air I will then need to think about aiming that ball. My left eye would be facing out to the flag and my left eye doesn't work as sufficiently as my right. Not that there are vision issues, but brain processing issues. Thus, if I am to get good aim I need my right eye facing outward which means I would be left-handed. It makes perfect sense to me; the rest of the world doesn't agree.

It's apparent that I will probably need to buy a men's set of clubs. I am the same height as Pooky, and so by reason of transference, I should be able to use men's clubs. It will certainly open up more options to me when I want to buy a set of clubs.