Cinco de Mayo was also Children's Day, which means special sweets such as kashiwamochi, which is rice cake wrapped in a leaf. Apparently you're not supposed to eat the leaf, which I mistakenly consumed as I thought it was similar to sakuramochi, which has an edible leaf. It was more embarrassing than anything, especially as the story made the rounds. I'm quite mortified and had a bad stomachache the following day, but it's all good now (except getting over the embarrassment). To be fair the leaf was quite tasty, albeit a tad chewy.
Life somewhat slowly resumed after this holiday, and I've decided to quit my gym and instead do fitness classes and private training sessions next to my office. I found a place I really like, and I'm kind of relieved I don't have to wait around for 45 minutes until a treadmill becomes available, or not work out on Wednesdays or before work because well, it's closed. Gyms in Japan are usually very expensive (three times the monthly cost of my gym in Montreal), crowded (especially in Tokyo) and filled with rules. Community gyms are usually very cheap, and you can pay as you go- my ward gym was quite far, though. I did enjoy the gym when I was freelancing as I had lots of free time, but with a full-time job the schedule is too limited. Yet I believe exercising in a necessity and not a luxury, and convenience (and location) usually wins over the cost.
|I even salted the glasses, how classy|
|à la bonne franquette|