Highlights of my Day... Friday, December 19

1. As arranged earlier, today I managed the boxing club while Junior Mint headed off to Seoul for his fight weigh-in. Between 10am and 3pm only two boxers showed up to train. I ended up training with the second guy, a high school student whom I’ve never seen before. Taught him how to do this cross-over skip that people always are impressed by.

2. Spent way too long trying to learn how to do a triple-skip (when you jump once but spin the robe three times), mind you, I haven’t quite mastered the double-skip… hehehe.

3. Needless to say, sitting in an empty club left me with a lot of spare time on my hands… too much spare time. We have no heat in the boxing club and so I tried to keep myself warm by staying busy. I rearranged all the boxing gloves and boxing boots, dusted a bit, read and then re-read the old Oxygen fitness magazine I had brought, and washed the drinking cups.

4. Got a good couple of hours of Korean studying done.

5. Managing the club for half the day kind of made me feel sorry for Junior Mint. That man eats, sleeps and breathes boxing. Boxing is his life but it must be so discouraging for him to have to sit here over and over again with very few members coming out. A large crowd of high school boys always show up in the late afternoon, around 4pm, and the club is always buzzing with members in the evening, but wow, in the mornings it’s dead here!

6. Junior Mint works at the club from open to close (10am to 11pm) five days a week. Saturday is his day off but he usually calls me out to train with him and then he sometimes sticks around to help Milk Dud clean up the place. Maybe I should be doing more for him. It breaks my heart to see someone so passionate about something but so unappreciated and acknowledged. Maybe I could manage the club some mornings for him, now that I’m only holidays and have way too much time on my hands…. Ya, I think I’ll do that.

7. I know, I know… no more poop stories. Junior Mint thinks my poop stories are hilarious… and yes, he and I share stupid stories like that… hehehe. The other day he tried to hug me as hard as he could. It was his attempt at trying to "help me out".... hehehe. Anyways, it’s not like I have a poop story anyways… there’s still no poop!!! Laugh as you may or do whatever but it’s stressing me out, seriously. This isn’t natural. That dang ice cream messed my system up and it’s killing my weigh-in.

Day 1: 55.15kgs = 121.33lbs
Day 2: 54.62kgs = 120.16lbs
Day 3: 54.28kgs = 119.42lbs
Day 4: 54.40kgs = 119.68lbs
Day 5: 54.00kgs = 118.80lbs
Day 6: 53.82kgs = 118.40lbs
Day 7: no weigh-in, gym closed
Day 8: 53.83kgs = 118.43lbs
Day 9: 53.12kgs = 116.86lbs
Day 10: 53.80kgs = 118.36lbs
Day 11 (today): 53.70kgs = 118.14lbs
Day 12 (today): 53.60kgs = 117.92lbs
Weight lost so far: 1.55kgs = 3.41lbs

8. No word from Panty Boy on how he’s doing on our diet competition. Last word I got from him it was him complaining that this competition is killing his “mojo”, as he called it, with his ladies (and yes, ladies is plural, as in he’s got more than one lady). You see, Panty Boy is the poster child of luxury living. He’s an underwear model who’s made it big despite not really owning a bum that I think is adequate enough for a man in his profession to have. Personally, I think he hit it big cause of his charm and wit. He’s quick on the tongue, soothing to the ears, and easy on the eyes. But his problem is that he’s all about image. Nothing he does is without purpose and his purpose to everything is to look important and high class. He prefers to have a driver because he says it makes him look important. He wears these awfully uncomfortable three piece suits with equally uncomfortable matching shoes that he hates and wears pretty boy ties that act more like a noose, because he says image is everything. Part of his high maintenance image is wining and dinning with numerous big names in the fashion and modeling industry. He shills out mad cash and takes potential “stepping-stone people” (as he calls them) out to fancy restaurants and bars.

9. Despite my minor set back in my diet because of the whole poop situation, I’m pretty sure I have this competition in the bag. Panty Boy has a big dinner meeting with some big-wig and so I can almost guarantee he’ll be pounding back a big meal, along with some drinks.

10. Q and I ended up heading out to do some grocery shopping together and then we rented a movie. He’s been wanting to see this particular gangster movie for awhile now and so we watched that. I fell asleep halfway through it though.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What are you passionate about?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Chase down your passion like it's the last bus of the night.
-- Glade Byron Addams