A Picture (or Five) of Summer
I
launched robjquinn.com because I needed a change. I needed a better platform
than a blog site to promote my novel, The
Birth of Super Crip, and what I hope will be future work.
I also decided that I needed to change my blogging technique, in part from talking to and reading the blog of my friend Rebecca at 1000 miles. More “social media” (i.e. pictures), less “article writing.” (Give her a read! She’s a great writer.)
Speaking of change, this summer brought plenty of it. I was living on my own about five days a
week. It’s the most I’ve been alone, possibly ever. (I had my own apartment years ago, but I was working full-time so I wasn’t home as much.) Around the same time, a good friend I spent a lot of time with moved to warmer weather. It was tough at times, and there’s no grand ending to this post describing how I headed out on my own for a better life.
But I gained some independence. I got a little stronger mentally. I pushed myself to get out more. I took an invitation to dinner that I would have typically passed up. I extended a few of my own invitations to do things.
I also did some other things:
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Not bad for one of the first selfies I ever took, eh? A perfect sky in the background with a nice tree to boot. This was one of my first trips down—around the end of June. |
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My other favorite activity—shooting baskets. Working on the regulation rim here. It’s been a while since I made a shot on the 10-foot hoop, but it’s fun playing. |
The accompanying picture is a little dated—taken about a year-and-a-half ago—but I did get back to shooting hoops once a week after backing off due to elbow pain. Practice might not make perfect, but it sure helps! I need some work, but I still love shootin’.
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Learning new skills all the time. My first successful application of a band aid. |
I thought the fact that I couldn’t get out of my van—because I was rear-ended and I use a rear-entry ramp to get in and out—might cause confusion. There were other concerns—I needed to get all the necessary information from the other driver, explain what happened to a police officer, and figure out what to do if my ramp didn’t work. Plus, I was on my way to cycle—so I didn’t even have my wheelchair with me, just my recumbent bike. But I got through it . . . with a little help from mom on the phone. I even stayed relaxed enough to still go cycling. (At least the accident wasn’t my fault!)
There
were successes and failures along the way. Overall, I think it was a good
experience.
What’s next? I have a couple writing projects in mind, I’m always adjusting my exercise routine to stay motivated, and, of course, I’ll be working to make this site as engaging as possible. Let me know your thoughts in the comments section or by e-mail, and we can make this a real conservation. Don’t forget to subscribe to get an e-mail whenever I have new material, and one way or the other I’ll keep readers “posted.”