As the story has it, I woke up and found myself on the very opposite side of the globe – the flipside. I arrived February 16th, 2005 and thought I’d simply do a year, then leave. Years later and I’m still here. I went from being some random foreign girl to taking on labels I never imagined – university professor, film extra, professional boxer, CEO of my own girls-only fitness company, Flipside Fitness, and CEO of my own boxing club, Korea's largest -- Hulk's Club, formerly known as Hulk's Boxing.

But now I'm back; back in Toronto, Canada. It's not a new chapter in the book of my life though, it's a whole new book I've started!!! I'm a whole new woman and I left Korea with Flipside Fitness on my brain, boxing in my bag, and my four-legged friend Balboa Button by my side.

Life is an adventure and this is my story of yesterday.

Friday, January 20, 2017

For the Love of Boxing and Staying Young

Bought myself some new boxing gloves for sparring today.  I just couldn't hold off any longer.
Shout-outs and much thanks to my girl at Warriors downtown who gave me the sweet hookup, a massive discount.  Cash is tight with me preparing for the Philippines because as soon as I leave Canada the cash flow will be stopped until I return.
Broke in my new gloves at Fight Club tonight with the ladies.
I posted this picture on Instagram and Facebook, noting that if there was ever a true testiment to living healthy and staying active than this picture right here was it.  Of the four of us, I was the second youngest (age 36), two of them are in their 40's with one of them being 47.  I love it!!!  Nothing inspires me more than seeing people who work hard at being healthy and fit and don't slow down because of age.  Just because we're all getting older doesn't mean we necessarily have to slow down, stop having fun and stop doing what we love.  These ladies always inspire me and their awesome energy is so contagious.

Upping My Training... Friday, January 20

In a little over a month I'll be moving to the Philippines for boxing training and it's anticipated that it's going to royally kick my butt (and I'm going to love, love, LOVE it).  I told my business mentor that my hope is that on my first day of training I come home and cry because I'm so exhausted from just how hardcore it is.  I'm not traveling to the other side of the globe for good weather and for the fun of it.  I'm going there to up my game, prep myself for the next chapter in my life, and I'm going to come back jacked and ready to take on the world and launch my Second Dream.  Having said all this, I'm feeling like I need to up my training here so I don't get totally manicured and killed in the Philippines.

My Proposed Training Schedule...

EVENING:  Team Training (boxing)

MORNING:  Running 
EVENING:  Weight training 

MORNING:  Sparring
EVENING:  Weight training

MORNING:  Running
EVENING:  Boxing and Weight training

EVENING:   Fight Club (sparring) 
LATE EVENING:  Weight training

MORNING:  Running 
AFTERNOON:  Weight training 

AFTERNOON:  Boxing and weight training... OR OPTIONAL DAY OFF.

Mondays and Sundays are the only two days where I'll only be training once that day but Monday's Team Training is an intense 2 hour session that's late in the evening, after an extra early start to the day and long day of personal training.  Also, I put Sunday as an optional day off.  On Sundays I go to church and then enjoy brunch out.  Church ends around 1:30pm, brunch around 2:30/3pm and the gym is closed at 7pm.  I'd like to have one day where I don't feel so rushed and pushed for time because of my schedule and on Sundays when I do go to the gym I definitely feel the push.  

I've been talking with Coach Madman and now that my schedule has lightened up somewhat because I'm not working at the female-only gym downtown and I'm done training Team Blue, I want to get back to getting him to train me in running.  The plan is to train with him for 2 of my 3 weekly runs, up in High Park, and then make my third run a long one by myself.

Thursday, January 19, 2017

 I once had a guy say "You exhaust me" and while I still think that's one of the meanest things anyone has ever said to me, I'm sure that if Balboa could speak English he'd say the same to me today.  Of course, he wouldn't say it with a cold heart or with mean intentions, but I know me being home all morning meant when I finally did leave the house he was relieved he could finally sleep.
Go to sleep my sleeping beauty.  I love you.
Finally got my house keys back and they came accompanied with some pretty flowers.
Checked out Jet Fuel today, a retro little coffee shop here in Cabbagetown.
Don't tell my keto friends... I cheated and had a cookie!!!

Bouncing Back from a Forced Off... Thursday, January 19

Day off!!!  Well, not really.  It was a HALF day off.  It came by fluke, totally not my decision but definitely nothing I could do about it.

My keys had accidentally and unsuspectingly made their way into someone's bag.

I was stuck in my apartment.

I could have simply asked at the rental office if they could come up and lock my door so I could leave.  But just recently rumour has it that a certain someone working for my apartment building complex has been illegally entering some of the apartments and stealing things.  So far the rumour has only stretched to include the apartments of the young kid that committed suicide the other month and an apartment of another recently passed away individual, but whose to say it stops there.

Stealing from the dead?!  Now that's just so disrespectful, wow.

Anyways, with no means of getting my keys back till the anticipated end of the day and no way I'd leave my apartment door unlocked, I had to cancel my plans.  I cancelled this morning's personal training sessions, postponed laundry, skipped my library study session, switched up my coffee out plans, and crossed my fingers that Balboa would hold his pee until I figured things out.

By 1pm my keys were back in my hands... And they were accompanied by a bouquet of flowers!!!

The flowers were a sweet gesture, an apology, but then later on in the day the apology continued with me being treated out to coffee at a local coffee shop I've been meaning to check out ever since my squinty eyes caught glimpse of it -- Jet Fuel.

Awesome coffee shop... Awesome, awesome, AWESOME!  Very retro and ultra cozy.

I'm not a fan of day's off, truthfully speaking, and I had become so distracted by being stuck in my house and not able to go out to work that I wasn't really able to focus on the work that I could do in my apartment.  It wasn't until I got those keys in my hands that I was able to refocus myself and buckle down to work.  I made up for the half day off though by hitting the heavy bag and then the weights extra hard and then heading to Snakes & Lattes to work on my business proposal.  I stayed at Snakes & Lattes until they kicked me out which was around 12:20am and then on the way home I laid eyes on a possible location for my Second Dream.  Jumped out of the jeep, snapped some pics of the place, peered in the windows repetitively, and then I jotted punched the number on their lease sign into my phone.

Almost forgot, the average person doesn't work at crazy times like me.... Oops.

And on that note, I saved the number, turned my phone off and headed home to go to sleep.

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Work,Work, Work

The library was jam packed today, woozers.  Never seen it so busy.
As Murphy's Law would have it, the one thing I forgot today was the one thing I really needed -- my charger cable for my iPad keypad.  Typing use the screen keypad drives me bonkers so I ended up changing tasks before that frustrated me.  Sat down with a seriously solid book about female entrepreneurs  -- SheEOs.
Balboa was "treated" to a day at the office today and I say treated because there's a lot of ladies at this particular office that he adores.  After a half day at the office, he then joined me and off we went to the Philippine Consulate.  
He wasn't actually allowed to go in though.  They had a "No Pets" sign.
Balboa isn't my pet, I argue.  He just happens to be a little boy with two extra legs.  He's family and more deserving to be allowed in than some of these people's bratty little kids and their snotty noses and annoying crying. 
I attended a special movie showing tonight with Muff Society and Iron Lion -- a group of women all about giving voice to women here in Toronto.
The movie was called "Girl Fight" and I was accompanied by a particular gentleman who is actually very familiar with the leading lady star of the movie.  Hearing about the details of his "familiarity" with her was enough for me to ditch keto for the evening.
Ended the long day with some late night training, of course.
I was doing back extensions here when I looked up, noticed something super odd and decided I just had to capture the shot.  Four dudes training in a row, all wearing the same Adidas striped pants.

It's Who I Am... Wednesday, January 18

Today's Schedule...
9:30am         Business proposal work and research at the Toronto Reference Library.
2:30pm         Leave the library and go to the Philippine Consolate (meeting regarding my visa/stay).
6:00pm         Attend the showing of "Girl Fight" and discussion panel afterwards.
9:30pm         Weight training at System Fitness -- chest and back.
11:00pm       Light grocery shopping.

Today is the only weekday that I don't have any personal training clients to coach so it gave me a chance to really focus in on my business proposal.  I had some work done on my house today and Balboa had to be out of the apartment while the workers did their stuff so he went to work today with Skittles.  He went to the office and I went to the library.  This meant that I had undivided and uninterrupted time to work on my business proposal today and that I'll have the same tomorrow too.  Balboa going to the office means he runs around soaking up all that attention and hugs from the ladies and then needs the following day to recover from the excitement of it all.

These days I've been reading up on a lot of books here at the library.  I haven't read them from front cover to back but instead have been focusing on select chapters, reading a bit every time I come to the library, making notes, and using what I read accordingly.

These are the current books I'm juggling...
  • "Women Who Don't Wait in Line", by Reshma Saujan
  • "Writing a Convincing Business Plan", by Arthur R. DeThomas
  • "Own Your Future", by Paul B. Brown
  • "Why Now is the Time to Crush It! Cash in on Your Passion", by Gary Vaynerchuk
  • "Become Your Own Boss in 12 Months", by Melinda F. Emerson
  • "Think Like a SheEO", by Vicki Saunders

That last book, "Think Like a SheEO", I just picked up today.  It's a motivational book written by a very empowering female entrepreneur, Vicki Saunders.  She calls herself a SheEO; I love that.  That's like Herstory instead of Hisstory.  Anyways, the book is about her telling her story to success and her desire to equip other like-minded female entrepreneurs with the "SheEO" mentality to also succeed.

In the first couple of pages of her book, Vicki questions why women would want to be an entrepreneur in the first place, when doing so means going against double standards, discrimination and so much hassle.  She noted her thinking behind why and noted "why swim against the tide when you can jump into a whole new ocean?" (Page 9).  I like that; I agree.  It got me thinking too as to why I'm an entrepreneur and my reaction was kind of snapping like hers.  My answer is why not?  In elementary school the teachers told us we could be anything and anyone we want to be.  Was that just a false hope they were feeding us vulnerable, ignorant kids or was it a reality.  I believe it was the truth.  I'm an entrepreneur because of two reasons -- because I want to and I believe that's my calling.  It's my way of giving back, my means of making a difference and my means of making an impact.  I didn't go through Hell and back, gone through all I have, only so that it can just be memories in my head, scars on my heart, and lessons to keep to myself.  God gave me a story to share, skills to expand upon, and a passion to help other women.

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Positive Vibes at Training

Yup, that's my pastor and my pastor is cooler than yours, just saying.
Nothing says you have a solid support system like your pastor showing up at the gym with hugs.  He trains at System, that's where we met, and every time I see him he always is sure to greet me with a hug and a healthy dose of positive vibes. 
Awhile back an older man cornered me at the drinking fountain at System Fitness and insisted I punch him.  I didn't know whether to be insulted because he thought I must be weak because I'm a girl or that he thought I punched for free.  He's not the first guy that's approached me as such but he was the first one I actually punched on request. Tonight he showed up... and insisted more punches.  Went a few rounds on him, on camera.

My Clients Rock... Tuesday, January 17

Upon arriving at home after personal training, I received a phone call.  It was on of my clients whom I had just trained.  At first glance, seeing her name pop up on my phone, I have assumed the worst.  I figured something was wrong.  I've been training her for several of months now and she's an awesome client.  I know I push her hard but she trains hard.  Maybe something is up, maybe something happened.  Maybe she's having an issue with the fact that I'm leaving for the Philippines.

I hesitantly picked up the phone and answered her call.

It totally wasn't the call I was anticipating.  She apologized for some minor complaining that had occurred during today's training and I reassured her I wasn't discouraged or insulted in any way.  I know losing weight, getting fit and staying healthy is hard, every day I'm working at it too.  It's as much of a physical challenge as it is a mental and emotional one.  I had given a challenging exercise today, one that had put them out of their comfort zone and they simply had voiced it.  They told me it "didn't feel comfortable" and that was the trigger for me.  "Boxing wasn't comfortable for you when you first started either but look at you, now you're switching it up from Orthadox to South Paw, throwing your jabs and cross jabs", I had told them.  Nothing happens in your comfort zone.  Someone once told me that "comfort is a nice paved path but no flowers grow on it."  I love that quite.  The "magic" happens when you step out of your comfort zone and this is applicable with regards to anything in life, not just training and losing weight.  

I push my clients, I push my ladies, I know I do, but that's what they're paying me to do and that's what it's going to take to change them.  I'm challenging them to change them.

The irony of the whole situation that went down today at the gym, the complaining, was the fact that I was approached by a random man who asked me if I was a trainer.  I told him I was a professional boxer, licensed boxing coach, and then one of my two clients I was training walked up and blurted out "Ya, and she's awesome!"  My clients are pretty awesome, I definitely believe that, and no random complaint is going to make me think else what.  Training is hard.  Losing weight is hard.  Staying healthy is hard.  It's all hard but when you have the drive, the dedication and the direction, it's definitely attainable.  Sure, it's uncomfortable but not loving your body and not being healthy is a lot more uncomfortable.  

My phone conversation with my client ended with her saying thank you for all my efforts and noting some physical changes she's noticed with her own body.  She then said she'd see me later this week for more training and told me she respects and loves me.  

It was an unexpected phone call but it totally made my entire week and it reassured me why I do what I do.  I love being that pro boxer in the ring, sweating it out at training, but I also love, love, LOVE being that coach pushing their clients through training.  I never fail to have awesome clients but they're killing my tough boxer girl image, telling me super sweet stuff like this... Hahaha.

Monday, January 16, 2017

Working on "THE" Dream

 I've started packing up my stuff for storage, for when I move to the Philippines, and today I came across a poem a girl, an artist, sitting on a street corner once wrote for me this past summer.  
 She had asked me what I wanted the poem to be about and I said I was only going to give her the title of it -- "My Second Dream".  She then sat down, pondered for a bit, and then eagerly typed out on her typewriter anything and everything that came to her mind.  This was her poem.

Back when she wrote the poem even I didn't really know what my Second Dream was but now I do.  And now I see just how relevant and dead on she was with her words.
 ...and then I went and spend $40 on two hamburgers, ouch.
Not the wisest of decisions I've done but I decided to treat someone tonight, in between slaving away on my business proposal and, well, slaving away again on my business proposal.  

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Keto Happy and Sweaty on a Sunday

I saw this on Pinterest the other day, the picture on the left that is.  And no sooner had I posted it on my Instagram Story but then I headed off to church. Church ended and I was pleasantly surprised by not only a certain someone coming right into the church to pick me up but them trying to put my Pinterest "relationship goals" to shame. 

A box of Quest bars, bacon and sausages, and then new wrist wraps for my weight training.  I should have put a million dollars as a part of my goals.
My keto life continues.
...and so does my love for squats.

Always About Buiness... Sunday, January 15

Today's Schedule:
11:00am      Church service at Grant AME.
1:30pm        Lunch out.
3:00pm        Nap/relax time at home.
5:30pm        Weight training at Systems Fitness.
7:00pm        Get my head shaved (just the one half).
8:30pm        Go to Snakes & Lattes to do work -- PT planning and business proposal.
1:20am        Arrive home and go to sleep.

Five hours on entrepreneur work but a full two hours of rest and relaxation time at home.  Two FULL hours?!  Either I was slacking off or being gracious with treating myself to some down time, either way I usually am go, go, go with juggling my training and enterpreneur stuff.  

Business is always on the brain though.

This week's business goals:
  1. Resign two PT clients.
  2. Sign the contract with a new PT client.
  3. Start the visa papers at the Filipino Consulate.
  4. Put together the budget for my Second Dream.
  5. Figure out Balboa's required vaccinations for the Philippines.
  6. Confirm pre-Philippine's one month stay accommodation.

Saturday, January 14, 2017

A Caffeinated Full Day of Work and Working Out

Going keto means you can get a little more creative with adding in more fats with your 
meals and, in this case, adding peanut butter into coffee. 
Slaving away at the library on my business proposal meant sending S.O.S messages for my dying need for more coffee.  It was a struggle but I made it.  Made it to my coffee date with J-Doll without getting an additional coffee.
My coffee with J-Doll gave me a extra boast of energy and off to Systems I went for training.
Killed it with training and the proof was in just how rough and scruff my hands got.
Left training totally on an endorphine high.
Trained right till closing, till the front desk gal told me I had to leave.
Hardcore baby.  Go hard or go home!

It's the Weekend, Right?! So What... Saturday, January 14

Today's Schedule:

9:00am       Wake up.
10:30am     Breakfast out.
11:30am      Toronto Reference Library -- business proposal research.
4:00pm       Coffee with J-Doll.
5:30pm       System Fitness -- weight training (chest and back) and cardio.
7:30pm       Arrive at home -- shower and eat.
8:00pm       Update homepage.
8:30pm       Answer fan mail and business emails.
9:30pm       Work on my business proposal -- focus: competition.
11:00pm      Business emailing.
11:30pm      Continue working on business proposal -- focus: researching prices.
12:45am      Design watermark logo.
1:20am        Email business mentor watermark logo.
1:40am.      Continue working on business proposal -- focus: possible clients.
2:30am       Wrap up work and go to sleep.

Friday, January 13, 2017

Ending the Full Day with a Food Coma

 Juggled a lot... A LOT... of work today, five countries worth of work.  
Actually, six when you consider I had personal training clients here to plan for and whatnot.
Balboa has proven to be the best little sidekick.  No matter where I am in the house, he is always by my side.  Today I grabbed a blanket my mom had made me and I gave it to him.  And while I worked away on the kitchen table he slept on his blanket by my feet.  He's so cute.
Sometimes I feel guilty for just how much I work and how little of attention he gets so I'm always sure to take mini work breaks to show him some love.
Unfortunately him returning "love" means kicking me in the face as he passes out and then tooting.
In between work and working out (or what was suppose to be me working out), I got treated out to an amazing protein-packed meal at a local restaurant that is a meat-lover's heaven -- 420 Smokehouse.
Telling the water to hold ALL the carbs was followed up by him leaving a little note on the bill, nice.

A Crash and Burn Kind of Night... Friday, January 13

I'm so international... Hahaha.  It's true.  Today in addition to the obvious fine, friendly folks here in Canada, I dealt with five other countries for work.

1.  Korea -- Job Interview with a personal trainer who wants to work at Hulk's.

2.  Japan -- Boxing club coach contacted me regarding a proposal he has for me.

3.  Thailand -- I was contacted by MJKO here in Toronto who has a young female amateur fighter who will be traveling to Thailand and wants to continue their training while there.  I know a kick boxer training in Thailand so I contacted her.

4.  India  -- I have a supplier there whom I need to order more boxing equipment from -- 10oz and 14oz gloves.

5.  Philippines -- Got confirmation that I officially have a place to live in when I make my temporary move there next month.

My job title:  professional athlete, entrepreneur, CEO of Hulk's Club.

Took the night of training -- off of boxing, off of weight training, and off of sparring at Fight Club.  I've been going super hard with long hours doing my business proposal.  I even took the night off of Keto, well, kind of.  I went to 420 Smokehouse, indulged in a meat platter of pure delishness and then was treated to a small blizzard at Dairy Queen.  

I didn't actually intend to take the night off of training, to tell you the truth.  My plan was to return home from dinner at 8:30pm, lay down till a bit after 9pm and then get to System Fitness by 10pm the latest.  I'd have a full hour to get in a solid workout in. 

That was the plan.  What ended up happening in reality was a whole other story.

Laid down for a "nap" and my nap turned into a 12 hour sleep.  Woke up the next day, ouch!!!

Thursday, January 12, 2017

From the Bedroom to the Gym Floor

My mom used to joke and say "how can I control my life when I can't control my hair".
This is how I wake up on a daily bases -- mad bedhead hair.  Messy hair, don't care.
Lunch at my all-time favourite breakfast place -- Figs.  Because getting 
soaked in the rain in "fancy clothes" needs a pick-me-upper!!! 
A possible building I have a curious eye on.  I've seen this building for well over a year now but never once ever thought of it as a possible candidate for my Second Dream, until today that is.
I knew I carried a lot of things with me through out the day, for my training and coaching, but tonight I decided to unpack my bag just to see what all that I had in it. And to think I emptied it a bit the other day. I took out my gym shower stuff -- shampoo, conditioner, comb, make-up, face towel. 

Inside my bag...
Sparring gloves
Heavy bag gloves
Hand wraps
Hand pads
Boxing boots
Skipping rope
Agility ladder
Resistance band
Protein shake mix
Shaker bottle
iPod speaker
Speaker cord
Phone charger
Business proposal sketch book
Training folders
Small purse (ID, business cards, money)
Apartment keys
Tall socks
Extra training clothes
Ran into Coach Madman tonight at training.
Running training to resume very, very, VERY soon.... nice!

Someone Call 9-1-1... Thursday, January 12

I was on fire today, not literally but those who encountered me today may beg to differ.  I was just so hyper.  I was on such a roll, such a high for life and what I'm doing, so incredibly pumped for my workout and pumped even long after my workout when I should have been dead to the world and exhausted.  My brain was working faster than I could even stop to comprehend all it was processing.  

I blame the Hydroxycut Black... Well, that and I just love, love, LOVE what I'm doing.

Every day I'm hustlin', working towards my dream.  The hustle is very much part of the dream and I love it too. 

My day had started off rough though.  I didn't wake up as one of those over annoyingly happy-in-the-morning people who I always tell myself I want to punch in the face and pee on.

[Ouch.... That sounded way to harsh and borderline perverted.]

What's worse than putting an athlete in uncomfortable clothes (aka "regular" clothes) and heeled boots, it's getting them stuck in the pouring rain right before they're to walk into an office packed with perfectly pretty professionals who all sport picture-perfect hair and walk around with their nicely ironed clothes bought from their embarrassingly big and overly intimidating paychecks.  

Yup, that's how my morning started.  

It didn't start raining until I got off at my stop.  I didn't have an umbrella either; I don't own an umbrella.  I'm an athlete; we athletes run through the rain.  Competitive athletes like me always seem to turn the usual activity into a workout.  Everything gets competitive.  Everyone turns into competition.  We run so fast the rain drops can't even catch us.

Ya, okay... "Too far there Amy".  Okay.

Arrived at the Distillery District looking like a drowned rat and then had to sit through lunch wet and cold.

That was how my day started.  

Arrived back home, changed into dry clothes and then sat down to attack my business proposal.  Today I got a mad sweet hook up with a website that offers tips and tools to write a super professional proposal so I was overly focused on that.  It was a bit of a sensory overload in a sense.  I still have so much to do and I feel myself so fixated on sounding smooth with what I'm writing as oppose to getting the numbers and research down for such crucial facts and figures needed. 

I worked about two hours on my business proposal in the morning, another 3 in the afternoon and then 2 more in the evening.  Part of my work on it involved contacting various gyms in the GTA (Greater Toronto Area), copying and pasting what I've already wrote but into this new proposal template I'm going with, brainstorming additional ideas, and then bouncing ideas around with a key business mentor, a client of mine and my running coach.  

And then I found out something.

I found out that there are 44 "others" doing what I want to do here in Toronto but no one else is actually doing what it is I want to do.  So in a sense I don't actually have any competition.

And just like that I won big.  Every day I'm hustling; every day I'm winning... But I've already won actually because there is no competition.  The only competition is just me and what's going on in my own head with random moments of sensory overload and occasional doubt.  This is happening though and I'm winning.

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Birthday Blessings for a Beautiful BDay Boy

Today marked my beautiful four-legged boy's birthday.
Mr. Balboa Button is five years old now and I love him so much more now than ever before.
But before I could really celebrate his birthday I had business to tend to.
Checked out a hip doggie shop down in the Distillery District where Balboa has been personally escorted there before for his nails.  Must be nice, right, being getting your nails professionally cut.  Even I don't get pampered like that.  Only once have I had a pedicure yet my little boy has gone twice here.  
It is a dog's life!
In the evening Balboa opened his gifts and had a lot of fun.
One of his gifts was a big box of peanut butter cookies... are they tasty for us two-legged friends?!
Ohhhhhhh.... I totally know this is two-legged friend friendly!
It's a tradition for my four legged friends to get a birthday pizza and this birthday marked Balboa's first birthday pizza in Canada.  No sweet potato options in this country but he still loved it!

Not a Life for the Average... Wednesday, January 11

HIM:  You only worked two hours today?!  What do you do with all your free time?
ME;  I studied at the library, I went and checked out some equipment at the store, did my research on 4 different gyms, met up with my main business mentor,... [ramble, ramble, ramble of more things I did]. What free time?  I'm an entrepreneur AND an athlete, so that means I'm overworked and underfed.
Entrepreneur, someone who works 70 hours a week to avoid a 40 hour work week.  Those who don't have that entrepreneur mentality will never understand.  It is a blessing but a curse at the same time, to not be satisfied with anything but your own dream and aspirations. 

HIM:  What are you doing up so late?.. I'm heading to bed.
ME:   I'm drawing the floor plan for my Second Dream.

"I'm drawing the floor plan", I repeated in my head... "I'm drawing".  That's exactly what I was doing.  I was sitting there with a pen in hand, sketching and erasing, erasing and sketching, designing MY floor plan for MY dream, MY Second Dream.

...and just like that the craziness of the day, the nonstop go of it and the lack of paycheck that comes with all the endless hours of work I do was justified.  The average person was going to sleep.  It was coming up to 1am and I was still working on my business plan at Snakes & Lattes, a place that I often go to work on work at because it's open late.  I've only twice have ever played a game here, acted like a "typical patron", all other times I come loaded with my laptop or iPad and my Second Dream brainstorming book.  "Go to sleep my friend", I said to myself.  "You sleep and dream.  I'm too busy making my life my dream."

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Empowering Myself (and Getting Sweaty too)

I needed to buy new earrings.  I lost the "LO" to my Love earrings, you know the ones I've been wearing for well over a year -- right ear reads "LO" and the left ear reads "VE".
Anyways, I had asked the sales lady at the jewelry shop that I wanted a similar pair of earrings, something that is different.  She recommended silver unicorn earrings.

Korean men sometimes refer to white woman as being unicorns.
I've been called a unicorn numerous times, it's a derogatory term, so to be recommended unicorn earrings.... wow.  

I bought them.
I wear a silver unicorn earring in my left ear and a silver heart in my right.

Unicorns are a fantasy animals and many Korean men fantizie as to what it'd be like to be with a foreign woman, a white woman.  They watch too many Hollywood movies, which doesn't help, and so western woman are portrayed as being much more sexually active and "easy"-going as Korean women.  

Needless to say, the slur "unicorn" is very derogatory.  I remember the first time someone ever called me that. It was the reason why I suddenly dyed my hair black and kept it black for so long.  I figured my small eyes and black hair would confuse many as to what my background was and thus I wouldn't be called a unicorn anymore.  I may have confused some but the name calling continued.

I shared this on my Instagram and noted that sometimes the things that were meant to break you down are what you can use to build yourself up.  I know I comment about the various negative things that happened to me in Korea but there is a lot of positive though.  I feel like I've benefited more from the negative.  It's made me so much stronger than I ever imagined.  And that's why I bought the unicorn earrings, as a reminder that I am so much stronger than anything anyone can throw at me.

I'm embracing the negative by turning it into something positive.
It wasn't a waste of time and energy.  
It was a lesson learned, a character building activity.
And on that note, after picking up my earrings, I went to make my body stronger.
I showed up at System Fitness for a butt-kicking cardio session.
 Love, love, LOVE System.
Kicked off my morning workout with Bruno, Iggy pushed me through the grueling last ten minutes, and then Salt N' Peppa got me to the end.
I finished my morning cardio as a gym nasty athlete.
...and then I came back for more in the evening -- LEG DAY!!!