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.

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Highlights of my Day... Tuesday, December 9

1. First period students made it insanely hard for me to nit-pick at their final exam presentations today and give anything less than a B-. For the most part, students scored in the high 90’s and so I was extremely proud of them.

2. Some students threw my name into their presentations for kiss-up bonus marks, others brought in crazy props like a steering wheel thing-a-ma-jig that was attached to a break and gas pedal, chauffeur uniforms, and luggage. So thank you to ALL my students who have done their exams and have yet to do them. I really appreciate your effort!!! (!!!x100)

3. Day two of the BIGGEST LOSER diet and it’s going good… real good. I’m totally determined to beat Panty Boy in this competition. He texted me today a picture of some donuts, in hopes that it’d make me cheat on my diet. No such luck there big guy. I don’t eat donuts. Besides the donut I tried when Krispy Kream Donuts gave me a free one at their opening in Seoul three years ago, I think the last donut before that one was some six years ago, at least.

4. Water… must… drink…MORE water!!! It’ll be the key to my success. It’ll help flush my system, keep me dehydrated, and keep me from feeling hungry!!!

5. Yesterday I revamped my training a bit, adding some light weight training, push-ups and chin-ups to my routine. It makes for a long work-out and giving myself very little break time (30 seconds in between rounds), it made for an intense work-out too… I LOVE IT!!!
My routine at boxing:
Stretching = 5 minutes
Skipping = 30 minutes
Shadow boxing = 4 rounds = 8 minutes
Pad work = 4 rounds = 10 minutes (no break in between rounds)
Heavy bag= 5 rounds = 10 minutes
Ab work = 5 minutes
Light weight training = 10 minutes
Push-ups/Chin-ups = 5 minutes

6. Weighed-in today before training and was super excited to see that the scale is now my friend, showing me a number smaller than yesterday’s.

Day 1: 55.15kgs = 121.33lbs
Day 2 (today): 54.62kgs = 120.16lbs
The difference: -0.53kgs = 1.17lbs


7. The real test of temptation came today when my Man Friend asked to meet me at Coffee Bean. He said, “We need to talk” which caused me to sit uncomfortable in my seat while I waited for him. He approached me with a steaming latte that I could smell a mile away… ahhhh, coffee!!! I sat there with my boring mint tea and envied him… hehehe.

8. So ya, my Man Friend and I had a serious talk today. I gave him the third degree about the whole situation that went down the other day and then I slipped into silent mode for the rest of the time we sat there. I don’t know what it is with me but lately I’ve become this huge mute in front of people. It’s not that I don’t have anything to say and, honestly, it’s not that I want to hear what they say either. I just am tired of explaining myself, I guess. I jabber a mile a minute when I talk to Mr. Starbucks but I’m the Polish version of Helen Keller when confronted by most people. I don’t want to talk and I don’t want to listen, I just rather be left alone… I guess… I think. So strange. Even I don’t understand it. The other day Side Salad joked about me being super shy when in person and then I laughed at the fact that I tippy-toed out of his building so that no one else would know I was there.

9. Things are ok with my Man Friend and I again… actually, they’re better than ok. I have a hard time trusting guys, I know, but I trust my Man Friend and so I think that accounts for a lot. I know he’s never hurt me on purpose and ok, so he’s idea of romance is buying me eggs and texting me “Hello Polish Princess”, but he’s honest, trust worthy and no one has any dirt on him. His lack of past girlfriends means I’ve been a kind of “trainer” if you will… hehehe… and although it may be annoying at times, I know he’s all eyes for me... plus he's probably the only one that really understands, respects and supports the demands on me because of my boxing and that's huge to me. I guess the whole “We need to talk” kind of spooked me in that despite trying to walk away from him several times, I guess at the back of my mind I just always thought he’d be there for me. But today when he said we should meet outside of my house, it got me thinking.

10. So…. my Man Friend is back in the picture… definitely. Q is back baby.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
A duck is a duck?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Birds of a feather stick together.
-- Author Unknown

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Does that mean you're in a relationship or are you just taking it easy and seeing what happens for now? Because your Facebook profile still says single, so just wondering... :)

Bram said...

I totally understand that feeling. Not wanting to talk or listen. Thats when you need a friend who has been there awhile and understands already, and can just BE there for you, without asking a million things and offering a ton of advice.
Q...that names familiar.
-Bman
<3<3<3

권투선수 에이미 [Amy] said...

Hi Anonymous,
Well, well, well... apparently you're not so anonymous after all. Can I ask, what's your name? If you're on my Facebook than I obviously know you... hmmm....
So, you asked, am I in a relationship or am I just taking it easy.... hmmm... I'm going to be silly here and say, tell me your name first and then I'll tell you my answer.
Hehehe....

Yo B-Man,
Totally... I hate always having to explain myself or the situation to this "minute-people" as I call them. People who are here one minute, gone the next.

Anonymous said...

"minute-people"?

I thought you meant exceptionally tiny people.