La Japoneisa: I Am a Karateka Again!!

Fields fields and more fields. And weeds. Lots of them and everywhere.
But I am slowly tackling them, they grow back every time but every time I am there with my kuwa and I tackle them again and again.
Day off tomorrow. It is going to be my fasting day. One day only. Not sure I'd be able to go on like hardcore Annie for three days. But perhaps eventually.
One day might be enough to cleanse my within, to restore the feeling of being alive.
I might consult this whole matter with Charlie though. He is a doctor in the end.

Finally went training tonight.
Koji san turned up with three of his colleagues to eat lunch at our doorstep today and called the sensei to confirm Bo and I would be coming to karate this evening. He seemed rather obsessed with the idea of filming the training and I don't even wonder why no more.
And so we went. Shortly after we arrived so did arrive Koji san, into an empty sports hall with only three guys dressed like for a kick-about session. Pne of these guys turned out to be the sensei, Katsumi Kita, apparently nationally acclaimed karateka.
Kita san is very young, or so he appears, kind of cute and muscly and tough.
The style of karate is kyokushinkai; interestingly, since my arrival in Japan this is the only style of karate I have come across. Full contact. Oh dear. I am so going to suffer.
The practice was introductory, so different from shotokan, rather easy nevertheless we still sweated in this humid air of early autumn. I am so happy to be training again. Time to get used to the new ways though. Wind blows for changes.