I parked at a shopping center and walked from there to work this morning. It was a little warm to be doing that, plus it was all uphill, but I feel great.
The walk only took about 15 minutes, rather than the 30 I was expecting, but that’s fine, since I was huffing and puffing by the end. I’ll work my way up to 30.
I’ll either walk to my car and bring it back up here at lunchtime, or wait until after work to do so, since it’s usually daylight when I get off now.
Hopefully doing this will keep me getting at least a little exercise every day. Actually having a destination for a walk makes it much easier to commit to, so I’m thinking I should be able to keep this up.
I also packed my Fujiyama leftovers from last night into a new bento box I bought from Asian Art Mall, then wrapped the box up in a kitchen towel my mom gave me. It kind of looks authentic! Maybe the unique presentation will inspire me to cook/assemble a lunch more often.
I’ve been getting fond memories all morning of sitting at the low table with my Yatsushiro host family, eating breakfast–rice, eggs, vegetables, and various small items–and watching my host sister pack things from the table into her bento.
I’ll add pictures of the bento to this post when I get home from work.
Update: Here they are. Out of focus, boo!
