The last and most difficult part of retraining my braking habits after last year's faceplant has been learning to drink left-handed. Now, granted I haven't ridden nearly as much in the past year as I had been recently ... but it took probably 1,000 miles before I could even replace the bottle in the cage without looking, and it still feels very unnatural. I have to think about it every time, and I still catch myself reaching for my bottle with my right hand.