Biking

One of my favorite activities I like to do in my free time is biking. On many days after school, my friend and I would bike down this very steep mile long hill to the park, and then painfully drag ourselves back up. Now that it’s summer, biking to the nearby Dunkin Donuts for iced coffee has become a daily routine. If I’m feeling impatient to walk, the bike always serves as a handy means of transportation to my friends’ house or to Rite Aid. But you may ask, how do I even bike if I can’t see where I’m going?

Here’s a few general tips I follow for my own safety when biking:

  1. Make sure you know the area you are biking in. Personally, I only bike in areas I am very familiar with. When I bike alone, I am usually always in my neighborhood, so I know I will not get lost. Especially because I can’t see street signs, it is important for me to know the area I am biking around inside and out: except for this one time (actually this year)I was at a sleep away program at The College of NJ, and decided to go on a bike around campus on only the second morning. I ended up peddling right off campus. Yeah, I don’t suggest you do that, because I was out baking in the sun for hour and missed breakfast. Well, there’s still always Google Maps too, but I can’t bike with one hand.
  2. Know yourself and your eye condition enough to decide when you should and shouldn’t bike. For me, I am almost completely blind once the sun goes down, as I literally can’t see ANYTHING in the dark. I also know that when the sun is shining too brightly, and if I take a path surrounded by many trees, I will not be able to distinguish grass from pavement because the patterns of shade and light dominate my field of vision. Hence, I try to always bike before 8 PM and take a different path with less trees if the sun is too bright.
  3. Be ready to press the breaks in a split second. I literally have my hands resting on the breaks when I bike, especially when I am flying downhill. When I am going fast, there is a huge possibility, that I will encounter a person or something in my path that will only cross my field of vision when they are right in front of me. Lucky enough for me, I haven’t gotten into a bike accident yet, but there have been several incidents where people have had to jump out of my way as I came barreling down a hill because I didn’t have my hands resting on the breaks and failed to see them in time to react. Not very polite.
  4. Always pay extra attention to your surroundings. Most people go on a bike ride very chill and relaxed, but as a legally blind, you always be very alert. Especially when biking down a hill, I am straining to detect any noises to signal nearby people and concentrating only on staying on the path ahead. Once I was riding smoothly down a hill, debating in my head which coffee flavor I would get when before I know it, I’ve veered off onto the grass and am headed for a collision with a giant tree. I swerved out of the way in time to avoid a fatal injury, but the experience did make me realize the importance of focusing my eyes on where I’m going.
  5. Always wear a helmet. Nuff said.

I hope you found some of these tips useful or at least somewhat entertaining. I wanted to express that just because you are blind or visually impaired, it doesn’t mean you have to give up the activities that you love. There’s always ways around your eye condition, you just need to be patient and willing to be flexible. And of course, always look on the positive side. Although I can’t join my friends for a midnight bike around town, I am still lucky enough to ride up and down the hills in the daytime, even if I do need to pay more attention and use my breaks more than other people do. Don’t let your eye condition prevent you from enjoying life and doing what you love. 🙂

Picnic!!!…At the Library???

The other day, I was all set and ready to spend a day at my local library. Waking up abnormally early that morning (9 AM is early for summer okay??) I was feeling strangely motivated for a June summer day. I even went as far as bringing my LATIN summer work and downloading a summer reading book before I left the house; I could smell a day of productivity.

The first sign that this day may not turn out as I had planned was when my dad pulled up to the library at 9:30…and the doors were locked. As my dad had to go to work, I was stuck plopped on a bench in front of the library as my classmates were probably tanning on the beach. For a split second, I considered taking out my iPad and listening to my summer reading book, but instead, decided to waste half an hour yelling at my friend over text- the one who told me the wrong opening hours and who said would be at the library at 9 AM with me.

At 10 AM, the library opened, and as the first one in, I was able to grab a study room, a private little conference room where behavior was unmonitored. Soon enough, my friend comes barreling in the library with not her study material but a huge plate of sushi. And not even your typical California roll, but egg sushi. LOVELY. So of course, instead of diligently starting my summer homework, we had a feast and since we all know that studying right after eating is bad for the stomach (gotta love those Asian myths) we talked and played each other in Trivia Crack. For three hours. Eventually we left the study room and found another seat near the windows, where we were actually in public, in order to get at least something done. Within ten minutes of this move, my other library buddy (who usually sleeps until 3 PM) arrives to our table carrying food for a LIGIT PICNIC. She laid out corn on the cob, apples, beaches, berries, grapes, a large container of ice tea- you name it, one by one on the library table. I think there’s a rule called NO EATING OR DRINKING IN THE LIBRARY…. and I was so full from that sushi…but oh well! People were probably shooting us nasty glares as we pigged out and laughed, but everyone’s got to live a little right? (Ok, to make it not sound like we’re rude pigs, we were trying to be discrete).

At one point, I was attempting to cut a peach with a fork, when a toddler and a mother walked up o the chairs behind us. As my sushi friend’s mom and little brother had come to the library and sat in those exact chairs just two days ago, and since this mother-son pair was also Asian, I automatically assumed they were her mom and brother. I went up to him and was super excited because I love my friend’s brother and started being all weird, saying hi in my baby voice and marveling over his cuteness. Then… I offered him my peach because HE WAS LOOKING AT IT (or he was looking at me stab it with a fork) and when he rejected, I OFFERED IT TO HIS (AS I THOUGHT MY FRIEND’S) MOM. My friend who brought the picnic thought I knew these people, and also creepily waved. They looked at me funny and the mom ran off to who know where. My sushi friend looked at me shook her head and got up from her seat next me (jokingly though).

Yeah, that wasn’t her mom and brother. I just offered a stranger food. While having a picnic at the library. #blindpeopleproblems.