ID/WY/MT Adventure Day One – Walking on the Moon and Amber Waves of Grain

I should preface this post by saying this technically isn’t the first day of my current adventure. When I started concocting the idea of another solo road trip that would culminate in a visit to Glacier National Park in Montana, it made sense to start in a driving-distance city where I had family. I flew into Boise, Idaho on August 17 so I could spend a couple of days with several family members and friends who live in the area. In sum, we had a wonderful time, I [surprise] featured at a local poetry slam (featuring is a big deal, and has been a HUGE goal of mine), and several adult beverages were happily consumed.

The morning of August 19, I got into my rental car to begin my second solo road trip since being confined to a scooter or power wheelchair full-time—and actually, since my MS diagnosis in 2005. You may have read my blog posts from my Canyonlands trip back in November 2015; that was an adventure I’ll never forget, and didn’t think I could ever duplicate. But here I am trying! The different with this trip is that I’m more anxious (and more than a bit scared) about dealing with breaking apart my scooter and putting it into and taking it out of the rental car trunk. This concern was exacerbated by the fact I haven’t been walking at all since I got my accessible Ford Explorer MXV in late May. To make myself feel more secure in the short hobble between the driver’s seat and the trunk, I bought a very lightweight folding walker in Boise, and that has made a huge difference.

Okay! I’m in the car. I have my walker in the front seat, my GPS, my SPOT GPS emergency beacon, two bottles of water, snacks, my phone charger, and selfie stick/monopod. Time to roll! My first objective would be Craters of the Moon National Monument, about three hours to the east of Boise. The drive was mostly uneventful; a few golden hills here and there, many treeless plains, a few foothills off in the distance, and an ever-present low amber haze—a byproduct of forest fires.

As I approached CotM, I could tell I was getting close by the black rocky mounds all along the roadside. CotM is a huge lava formation that wasn’t even considered a notable discovery until the 1930s. It was created by lava seeping up through fissures in the earth and through “splatter cones,” where lava would literally splatter out of small volcanic cones. Much of the park basically looks like 75,000 dump trucks came in and unloaded millions of tons of coal every day for a year. In addition to the rocky formations, there are hills made of black sand, much like in Hawaii. But the landscape isn’t lifeless; there are white lichens and flowers growing everywhere, as well as sagebrush and other greenery. Honestly, it’s the most bizarre place I’ve ever seen in my life—and that’s saying something.

After CotM, I had to drive another 3 ½ hours or so to my next hotel in Victor, Idaho. This second half of the drive was far more interesting than the first half. The landscape was more diverse, partly because I saw a wheat field for the very first time! I have been to roughly 35 US states, and while I’ve seen WAY more than my fair share of corn, I have never seen a wheat field. And apparently Fridays are watering days for every farm in east Idaho; every ginormous irrigation rig in the state must have been spraying, from what I saw. And then there was the harvesting absolutely everywhere! This may not sound like a big deal to many of you, but watching a huge combine harvesting wheat is something I consider to be so American (yes, I know wheat is grown in other countries)—blame it on all those EPCOT movies in The Land.

My (new) GPS showed I only had about half an hour left to my hotel when it was making me turn on this horribly rough dirt road. My fault—I forgot to set dirt roads as an avoidance in the navigation settings. I started freaking out because it showed me on this road for 20 miles, and I had no idea how far it would be unpaved. I was more freaked out at the prospect of getting a flat tire on this isolated road. But just when my anxiety was about to max out, I got the view of a lifetime…

And the rough road ended only a quarter mile after that. My best friend reminded me of that Robert Frost quote, “I took the road less traveled, and that has made all the difference.” I made it to my motel a short time later, and although I was disappointed that my rather Spartan (but clean) room did not have a roll-in shower as stated, it had a fold down bench that I felt I could work with. I was just so happy to be out of the car that I would settle for a sponge bath! Time to relax with the Olympics, and get a good night’s sleep in preparation for Grand Teton the next day.

Making A Life Change to Become a (Disability) Life Coach

"You're so inspiring!"

I hear this a lot. I'm not saying this to toot my own horn; it's just what happens in the course of my life. I don't go out of my way to do things in my life and think, Wow, this will really inspire people! I just do what I want to do, and because I do those things while having MS, it seems to make people want to...do more stuff.

After all, I suppose it's the reason I started this blog. My life is somewhat unusual, mostly due to my line of work, but I do a lot of "normal" stuff that regular people do. However, normal stuff is made more difficult sometimes by my MS and dependence on mobility devices. A year ago I started putting together a book proposal for a motivational/inspirational tome on how people with disabilities and mobility aids could not only survive, but succeed in life. I wanted to use the experiences of others (including disabled celebrities), as well as my own stories, to demonstrate that we can work, and travel, and have kids, and have fun with friends. That's how I planned to spread my "inspiration" to others.

But then a random idea hit me out of the blue yesterday. I knew about professional/executive coaches and life/personal coaches (my good friend does this), but was there such a thing as a Disabled Life Coach? Of course there is! It's a specialty within the $2 billion personal coaching industry to be sure, but it exists and there's a need for it. So, once I learned this, I started doing what I do best--research.

My new school :)

I always roll my eyes when I hear the term "life coach" because I always thought it was this kumbaya hippie endeavor. Well...not so much. Executive coaches in particular are highly valued by Fortune 500 corporations, and even personal life coaches can earn hundreds of dollars an hour by helping motivated individuals move forward in their lives to achieve their goals. It's not therapy or counseling that helps clients heal, address past traumas, or resolve family issues. Life coaching is about helping people take the next step towards becoming a better version of themselves, and/or helping them realize their full potential.

This is exactly what I want to do for people with MS, or other disabilities, or wounded veterans, or anyone who uses a mobility aid. If they want to learn all that they're capable of, I want them to come to me for help. I want them to discover that they can start a business, or travel to another country, or join a creative writing group, or attend sporting events. I want them to find their own path and blaze their own trail towards their goals by using me as a tool to help them get there.

I'll admit that part of this new endeavor is stemming from the fact I'm getting burned out in my regular job. I've been writing about drug trafficking, human smuggling, kidnapping, death and dismemberment, assault weapons, and money laundering for almost a decade. It will always be my bread and butter and I'm not ready to give it up...but my spirit needs a break.

Through careful research, I've found a training program that is fully accredited through the two international bodies that govern personal coaching. It's a financial and time investment; it will take me at least several months, if not a year, to obtain my first level of certification. I will also need to spend many hours with mentor coaches and doing unpaid work with new or "test" clients to get evaluated. But I believe in this kind of work, and if I inspire people just by living my life, imagine what I can do if I make it a mission :).