We've begun training.
The kendojo (kendo training room) of the local municipal health and sports center is now serving the purposes of our training room.
The ladies next door were very nice, as they didn't let our mad stomping disturb their very nice and civilised ping-pong game. They were even kind enough to pop in their heads into the room and show a very excited and curios face as they witnessed a pair a human beings walking in very strange ways to the sound of music that even to Japanese ears sounds a bit odd.
Their gracious comment was something along the lines of: "That looks like it hurts", or more accurately something like "That makes my knees hurt just by looking at it".
We thanked them for being our spontaneous audience and carried on with our very painful looking training.
The next day we did experience some pain, the kind that you get the day after you climbed a tall building after having run half the city to get there.
And tomorrow we'll do it all over again.
