As the story has it, one day I headed to the opposite side of the globe – the Flipside. I arrived in Korea February 16th, 2005 and thought I’d do a year, then leave. I was wrong. I stayed, launched my first company, Flipside Fitness, and then opened Korea's largest boxing club, Hulk's Boxing (now called Hulk's Club).

After 11.5yrs in Korea, I then picked up one day and returned to Toronto, Canada. But then I left again.

Now I live in the Philippines where I am the CEO and head coach of Empowered Clubhouse, the Philippines' first and only boxing clubhouse exclusively just for women. I also am the founder of the Lil' Sistas Project, CEO and designer of Slay Gear and Baa Baa Black Sheep .Ph.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Highlights of my Day... Saturday, April 26

1. After last night's work fest, I decided I deserved to sleep in late today, and so that's exactly how my day went up until about 1pm.

2. Got my hair cut and so now I officially look a typical Korean school girl... hehehe. With short bangs, dark, dark brown hair that is on the verge of being called black, and my wispy ends, I thought I looked real cute. Q said my hair looked like a wig, "but a cute wig" he added. Nice recovery... not! Hehehe.

3. Headed off to boxing with Q and were greeted by an overly tired and super grumpy Junior Mint. I take it he "partied" too hard last night. He wasn't the only one though. Some of the other boxers looked pretty rough today. I wonder what those who stayed home today look like... ouch!

4. My not-so-secretive admirer wasn't so careful or quiet today with me. I'm not sure if he knows I have a boyfriend, or if he knows my boyfriend is Q for that matter, but today he was overly flirtatious towards me. Whether I was stretching, skipping, or whatnot, he insisted on being all in my face. He repeatedly stuck his foot in my skipping robe, pretended to try punching me, and then made funny faces at me while I was shadow boxing. Now I know Q is by no means a jealous man, if anything actually, he'd quite flattered when other men look at me. Regardless though, I knew Q wasn't liking the scene, nor was I.

5. I let my not-so-secretive admirer's flirtatious behaviour continue up until the point I started working on the heavy bag. There I was, pounding away at the sand bag when my not-so-secretive admirer thought he'd tease me by pulling and pushing the heavy bag away from me. The situation turned from annoying to quite dangerous though when I purposely missed the heavy bag and socked a hard right hook to the side of his head, causing him to lose his balance. He stumbled a bit and then hit his head on the metal beam that holds up the heavy bag. No worries though, he'll have a bump on his head for a couple of days, max, but I think his ego was a bit bruised.

6. The initial plan for tonight for Q and I consisted of studying at Coffee Bean, followed by a late night movie. Plan died at stage 1.

7. Ended up hanging out at the local bookstore before catching an early evening movie. We had bought tickets to go see "Pathology", a strange and disturbing movie about how this one aspiring doctor gets swept into this retarded killing game. The plot line was fairly simple and so I wasn't really amused. The director was smart though by throwing in a pretty famous actress to be the leading man's girlfriend, along with some other good looking leading roles. Two kisses girls, one big make-out scene and lots of skin made for an evening out at the movies not really enjoyable. I "love it" how they substitute in attractive actors and actresses for an intellectually contrived plot. For the most part though, their substitution acted to distract many viewers from the shallow depth of this movie. Mind ya, I counted about 20 people tonight who got up and walked out of the movie... ouch!!!

8. During the movie, I got a somewhat disturbing text message from a friend of mine. The message read, "Was I nothing to you?" I was sure the message wasn't meant for me and so I messaged them back, "What are you talking about? Are you ok?", where upon they responded with, "No, I'm not okay but I will find a way to live.".. and on that note I felt sick. I didn't know whether or not to call my friend, I mean, we're friends but not close friends. Our friendship extends to hi's and bye's, and short chats.

9. Q told me I think too much and told me to disregard the message, but I couldn't. I wanted to call but chose not to on the notion that I was too nervous to know what the heck they were talking about. Moreover, I was pretty sure I wasn't suppose to receive this message and this would only lead to a very uncomfortable and embarrassing conversation.

10. Honestly, if you ask me what I think about the messages.... I think I just caught my friend having an affair. The initial message sounded like it was meant for a lover and by the sounds of it, I think they were having a spat. Throw in the fact that my friend's spouse doesn't speak English and ya... holy awkward moment.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Am I thinking too much?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
I think that somehow, we learn who we really are and then live with that decision.
--Eleanor Roosevelt

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Great story from the gym!..he.he!.i wanne see it happens !!