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, group leader for my own girls-only fitness company, Flipside Fitness. And now I run my own boxing club, Korea's largest -- Hulk's Club!!!
Life on the flipside is nothing like I ever thought it would be…!!!
Thursday, September 22, 2016
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Wednesday, September 14, 2016
I had a photo shoot today, in the Toronto Reference Library of all places.
The Toronto library is doing a kind of "People of New York" project where they're photographing different patrons that come to their facilities. For example they've got a recording artist and they've approached me about being a part of their project. I've become somewhat of a familiar face at the Toronto Reference Library at Yonge and Bloor because I've been using their computers and researching stuff related to launching my Second Dream. I think it's fair to say that I go to that particular library at least four times a week. So when I was approached about them wanting to take my photograph and include me in their project I jumped on it. They'll be showcasing me in their project as a professional athlete and entrepreneur.
I had a doctor's appointment today, a big annoyance considering the months of testing I did for the boxing license. Today was for an actual issue though, a problem. Nothing to say for sure yet but they're sending me for some blood work and testing because I've been experiencing a major sharp pain in my lower left abdomen for the past week and a half. The Captain wasn't feeling good and look, he waited so long and now he's as sick as dog, wasting away in the hospital while they make him wait it out a bit longer. His situation is so unfortunate and I feel terrible for him but it was kind of like a wake up call for me to not ignore what could possibly be starting symptoms for a underlying, much bigger future problem.
They think I may have an ovarian cysts but one of my friends thinks I might just be experiencing what ever other "normal" girl refer to as "Bloody Mary", aka her period. I've never really had a normal one and I've only had one this year -- TMI, I know. Regardless, I've never experienced this pain before and what's "normal" for other girls has never been normal for me so I'm getting it checked out.
I had training with the Alumni Thunder today -- the returnees from Agency Wars at Clancy's Boxing. They trained and I watched. I gave some pointers but the point of tonight's training was for me to get a better feel of each fighter and make mental note on who I wanted.
Tuesday, September 13, 2016
September 14th changed and it was only a few minutes into it when it happened.
Two years ago on this very day I had hit rock bottom like never before and to say it was rough would be the understatement of a lifetime. No one but two of us will ever know the "rock bottom" that was hit and neither of us have ever talked to each other about it since.
365 days in the year and this would forever be the date I hate amongst them all.
...that is until I got a text message tonight.
I was leaving my coaching job downtown when a certain someone messaged me, telling me they wanted to talk to me. I hadn't talked to him in about a month nor had I seen him in awhile. He texted me and told me that he was down at the place where we first met. Instantly I thought this was a cry for attention, an attempt at sparking things and rekindling the "us" that never really got the chance to really become an us.
My thinking and his meaning were quite the opposite but I thought I'd amuse myself, hear him out and just see how the evening went. He showed up at my apartment, parked downstairs, and then I came out, jumped on the back of his bike and off we rode to where we had first met -- Ashbridge's Bay. We grabbed a coffee and headed to a section of rocks jetting out into the lake that were secluded from the beach boardwalk and general public.
...and that is when he made a business proposal to me.
He's heard me talk about my Second Dream to much extent, it's always on my brain and on my lips, and tonight he wanted to talk in more detail about it. My main obstacle right now is funding to launch my Second Dream and that's where he offered his help. He told me to get my business proposal ready, punch in the numbers and bring them to him. If he thinks it's a good investment than he'll be my financial investor, my silent business partner.
Our late night talk ended shortly after midnight, after the clock had struck midnight.
Leading up to today, if you would have asked me what would have become of today, I would have told you the same thing would have happened today as it did last year -- I'd bite my tongue, hold my breath and hope to squeeze out of today without getting too upset and without the ugliness of the past leave me in tears. So it's rather ironic that on the most hated day of the year I be so unexpectedly surprise with this most amazing opportunity of support and encouragement. Talk about stomping out the brutal bad and filling it in with the amazingly awesome!!!