Not literally of course. Because I would be arrested and thrown into a Japanese prison where I would probably treated quite well. Anyway, back to the story at point. What I meant was, I finally dragged my lazy ass out of bed and took to the well-known running route of the Imperial Palace right in the middle of Tokyo.
|A PB I think|
|Sunrise at 7am|
|Y300 lockers near D3 and D2 exit|
The urge to go fast was tempting especially when every kilometer, a Japanese would blitz past me. Boy, they are fast. The only time I overtook someone was if they were walking. The women runners were just so light on their feet as they bounded past me like gazelle while I cruised on at a sloth pace of 7:15 pace.
|Views around the park|
|Running through the park entrance|