A THOUSAND MILES: March 2022

My road came to an unexpected halt on November 9, 2010.

I was bicycling to work that morning when a garbage truck drove into a Philadelphia bike lane. I was in that bike lane.

Trauma surgeons saved my life, but they had to amputate my left leg above the knee. The accident changed my body and health forever.

The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.

For more than a decade, that journey has become my way of moving through the world.

I am a person with ability and disability. I travel in the space between. These are my postcards.

Tuesday, March 29, 2022

Bon appetit from Mile Marker 10,347!

Many miles ago, I wrote a little post called Back to Bacon.

Back then, I was celebrating the Big 3-0.

Mile 30 on this journey.

It felt like I had come a long way. And also, not far at all.

I wobbled on the treadmill. My prosthetic fit was iffy. I was never sure where the next step would take me. It was just too much to talk about.

So I talked about bacon instead.

Bacon took me back!

Fast forward many miles.

Mile 10,347 isn't about bacon...