Highlights of my Day... Saturday, July 4

1. Despite being a proud member of UP Boxing Club here in Cheonan, today I headed out and worked for our competitor, Snickers’ boxing club. Together Snickers and I marched out to his old stomping grounds, his former high school, and handed out fliers to the students. Between the two of us, in less than an hour we had handed out over 300 club fliers.

2. Snickers had fun watching me run up to students and randomly chat up the club. Some of the girls gave me strange looks, as if to say “girls don’t box” and so I’d blurt out “do you like my s-line? I got it at boxing… come on, let’s go together!”… hahaha. For the most part students were a bit thrown off by me, a total white chick, approaching them in the street and trying to talk to them in Korean. I had a lot of fun with it, minus the crazy old male teacher that yelled at me that is. I saw him coming in the distance. He was ripping the fliers out of the students hands and then when he approached me he tried to tell me that he found those fliers on the ground. Snickers told me to forget about him but I spoke up and asked him “Do you teach your students to lie, too?” And with that he turned away and didn’t bother us again.

3. Another boxer at my club is scheduled to fight at the same tournament I’ll be fighting at and so today we trained together. We cranked up the tunes and left the windows all closed, making it quite the rockin’ sauna to train in.

4. Headed off to Little America to meet up with Pro Star. He’s heading off to the Korean army soon and so today was our last chance to kick up our feet and have fun before he leaves. Mind ya, him showing up with one of his golf students (who’s 13 and never left our side I should note), meant we really couldn’t relax, or at least I couldn’t. He was a cool kid but he was experiencing diarrhea of the mouth and so it was non-stop talking… talking about everything and anything. I had come hoping that it'd just be the two of us. He's been having issues with his girlfriend lately and I haven't seen him in awhile and so I was hoping we could just talk. Totally didn't happen.

5. No sooner did we arrive at the festival but then Pro Star’s father made yet another one of Pro Star’s students to tag along with us. He didn’t speak a word of English and so I liked being able to practice my Korean but considering he was spooked when I flexed for him, meant that he didn’t really talk to me. He more or less was afraid of me for a good couple of hours and so he tried to stay away from me. For the most part my afternoon consisted of listening to the one kid ramble on, the other kid repeatedly call me a man, and then Pro Star started up complaining about his girlfriend. It was now 5pm and she was somewhere in Seoul dazed, confused, and drunk. Great, I thought, just great. Why did I come here again?... all for the sake of what???… protein shake mix?!

6. The festival was cool. I got to watch a B-Boy team break-out their dance moves, I scored some free white chocolate dipped strawberries from some random dude, and I got into quite an interesting conversation with this guy about weight training. The place was buzzing with super-sized Americas and lots of English… hahaha.

7. Going on base meant scoring some western goodies. That’s where the 13 year old kid came in handy. Pro Star couldn’t buy anything on base because he’s Korean but the one kid leaves there and is Korean/American. He was my ticket to protein shake mix, Reese Peanut Butter Cups, and an issue of Oxygen Fitness magazine.

8. I lasted longer than I thought I could in Little America but I had reached a point where I seriously turned to Pro Star and blurted out, “If you say one more complaint about your girlfriend, I’ll definitely give you something else to complain about… stop it!” Seriously, nothing is more of a downer than listening to someone go on and on about their sour relationship or sour anything. Sure you can chose who you date but you can’t chose who you fall in love with, but I what these two share is short of love; it’s just whacked.

9. I had briefly met up with D-Boy and had planned to stay the night so that we could hangout downtown in Little America, but after hours of the nonsense that I had tried hard to digest, I wanted nothing more to get my Polish butt back to Cheonan.

10. Panty Boy was cruising around Cheonan when I arrived back and so no sooner did I get home but I was once again stepping out the door. Broke some rules and had some fun.... and thankfully didn't crash either... hahaha.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Who invited the kiddies?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Learn all you can from the mistakes of others. You won't have time to make them all yourself.
-- Alfred Sheinwold