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We began living in Nashville, Tennessee, in 2018. I’m a Japanese-Canadian, having migrated from Canada in 2011. This blog started from my passion for self-improvement, which is deeply rooted in the Japanese concept of “Kaizen.” The word “Kaizen” is widely used in Japan, where I was born and raised. My husband affectionately calls me a “bookworm” because I always read. Every Sunday, I post about whatever projects or thoughts I’m currently focused on.

There are two contributors to this blog. My husband will post a blog every other day, sharing his journey. Just before turning 35, he suffered a severe stroke that left him mostly paralyzed. After intense rehabilitation, he made a remarkable recovery, regaining full mobility. Today, he can run even better than before. His story reminds me constantly of how essential it is to practice “Kaizen” in everyday life. Last year, I invited him to share some of his personal journals here, and his perspective has enriched our content.

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Pushup Tuesday: A Tale of Perseverance and Pec Pec Glory

Written March 18, 2025 Hello Dear Readers, Tuesdays are for pushing—literally. It’s the day I dedicate to pushups, and no, not the orange-flavored frozen kind (though that would be delightful). I recently learned that working the same muscle groups on back-to-back days isn’t all that effective—who knew muscles liked variety too? So, Tuesday is all …

Of Rainstorms, Sirens, and Stubborn Outlets: A Slice of Life from the Soggy Side

Written March 16, 2025 Hello Dear Readers, Last night, the heavens threw a tantrum. I’m talking a full-blown, drama-queen, thunder-and-lightning kind of storm—the sort that leaves your backyard looking less like a lawn and more like a swampy film set for Jurassic Park: Suburban Edition. Behind our house lies a charming little forest, complete with …

When Running Slaps You With a Reality Check (But You Learn to Laugh Anyway)

Written March 13, 2025 Hello Dear Readers, Yesterday’s run? Let’s just say it wasn’t exactly a Rocky-movie montage moment. My pace was dragging, my energy was shot, and the only thing sprinting was my inner critic. I pushed myself hard—maybe too hard—and when the numbers didn’t reflect the effort, I ended up in a full-on …

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