2011. 10. 7-8
Friday

A friend of mine invited me to a small bible study at a fellow church members home in Motoyama. So we set out at 6 and got there just after 7. There was only eight of us but it was nice to have a gathering of such here in Japan. I was a bit worried about finding a Christian community here in Japan.

Saturday

My inner obese unhealthy child came out and I almost died on the way to the store. I never realized how sedentary my life was back in America. Although here in Japan I have come to HATE stairs. I didn't like them before coming here not only because they make my knees feel old, and my lungs like black tar cases, but because I was always falling on them. Now I'm in Japan and they are everywhere. Just take me now I'm not sure how I can make it.
Oh, back to my story, anyway I was on the way to Apita with Kim, (we were looking for a softball glove for her) after morning aikido,  Apita is a major department store with four levels for parking and three levels for shopping. Kim had a vague idea of where it was so we set out on our bikes. I'm so proud that I can actually ride decently now after only four weeks or so practice. We finally got there and walked around for a while before we discovered this beautiful cake shoppe (really more of a counter). All of the pretty cakes were glittering at us behind the glass so we splurged and got one each. I chose a cheesecake and found a heaven beyond curry rice donkatsu! I almost wept....So after finishing out cakes as delicately as possible with not forks we headed back. We had already found her a glove and a ball.
So we start biking but we get to this huge hill and we decide to just make a right and go around it. After ten or fifteen minutes of biking we ended up on the same road as the Apita just further down. So we turned around and started biking again. About half way there, my body started to give out and remind me that I'm an American. Cheeseburgers, fries and fired chicken danced through my head taunting me. Japan definitely makes me want to be healthier. We did eventually make it back to the right road and biked back to Proxy.  

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