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Based On Flowers

Last year I decided to try on a new habit. I would walk an average of 10,000 steps per day. This is what the pedometer on my phone had on me in September 2021...


That's my walking steps data for September 2020 to September 2021.

And here's what I can report today for September 2021 to now.


I walk on snowy nights. I walk in the rain. I walk in 35 degree heat. I walk to Izumi Chuo just to people watch and grab the occasional can of Seven Eleven brand canned highball, and I walk to Ichinazaka to get my hair cut and browse Daiso for things I don't ever intend to purchase. I just walk.

And now I am habit-stacking. To spice up my walking data tracking, in addition to 10,000 steps being the minimum daily average at any given interval, the minimum average daily distance needs to be 8 kilometers. That goal is starting to get some wind in its sails.

Plus I started this thing I call "eat when you're hungry". The underlying notion in this is "don't eat when you're not hungry". I've lost 10 unnecessary kilograms in the last year. My yearly health check is next week and I can't wait to see if any of this has made a difference (I probably have a fatal brain cloud now).

This morning after soccer club we all went for a drive to this place. It is prime cosmos season, and this park/farm is a beautiful, peaceful place to enjoy them.

I am so thankful that a part of my life is deciding what to do on the weekend based on flowers.

Eri is photogenic enough, but with the cosmos...


The boys simply love the adventure.

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  1. Walking is the best possible exercise. Habituate yourself to walk very far.

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