Over the summer, I put on a couple of kilos since it was too hot to exercise and we ate ice cream to cool off. So now I’m trying to get rid of the extra baggage. You’d think that losing weight would be fairly easy in Japan, what with all the tofu and fish and miso soup. And yet, there is a constant influx of sweets. I know enough to avoid the cookies and cakes at the supermarket, but every time someone drops by, if only for a few minutes, they bring sweets. And every time a relative or friend of the family takes a trip, they bring over a souvenir of sweets. In the past week, here are some of the things that have been brought to our house: an extremely delicious chocolate orange, four slices of sweet potato pie, a box of sesame cheesecakes, maple-leaf shaped bean jams buns, and a box of donuts from Mr. Donut. There was also that cake that I made for my husband’s birthday.
Meanwhile, my husband, wants me to do Billy’s Boot Camp. He presented me with the DVDs last week. My husband, who is a P.E. teacher, couldn’t get past the first ten minutes before giving up in exhaustion. Common sense dictates that I embark on an exercise regime that I can stick to. I’ll try walking.