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.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Highlights of my Day... Friday, January 15

1. Ran into a random discovery at about three in the morning. My discovery, well as strange as it sounds and as strange as it is, was that apparently I feel absolutely no pain in my back. No pain as in my nerves apparently don’t work. I’m not joking. I tested out my random discovery by asking Snickers to bite me. Yup, no pain. It’s been a few days since my discovery and I still have his teeth marks in the middle of my back to prove it. How freaky is that?! That’s messed up.
2. Another thing I discovered is that yes, I do in fact what some kind of wedding activities to go down but with nothing planned and no real option to plan anything, I’ve been sleeping my days away to try to not think about it.

3. Taught Snickers how to skate. We celebrated a little anniversary of ours by going to the skating rink at Lotte World, out in Seoul. Snickers may be an intimidating and confident looking champion boxer in the ring but get that boy on some skates and wow. He instantly turns into a nervous and overly giddy shy boy with his arms spread out and his butt sticking out… hahaha. I voted him the cutest on the rink and I think it’s safe to say he definitely won if there were a poll for that.

4. I’ve been training at Snickers’ boxing club for a little less than a month and I think the club’s hardwood floor mixed with the corner spill we took on the scooter the other day is why my right foot aches. Daily foot massages by the ever-so-willing Snickers is ultra sweet and I am definitely spoiled, but no massage means no ability to walk. That’s not cool.

5. I was itching to get back into the normal swing of things, aka train at UP again, and so today I returned to my boxing club. I arrived to Junior Mint trying to pull off quite a poker face. “Did you miss me?” I asked him. He responded with a poorly delivered “no” and so I blurted out, “Ok, good. See ya”. And with that Junior Mint threw a boxing boot at my head and hugged me… and so continues our love-hate relationship… hahaha.

6. He and I really do have a love-hate relationship. While out in Japan together I really wanted to give him a good head kick but today, after not seeing him for so long, it felt so good to see him again. He trained me extra hard tonight, I guess to make up for lost time, and I really was happy to get back to doing pad work. I don’t get the chance to do pad work at Snickers’ club and am basically left to train on my own and in my own little corner. UP is so different for me though, so much more intense yet so comfortable and safe feeling. I feel like I am pushed here as supposed to just ignored and left alone at the other club.

7. Snickers’s buddy, formerly known as The Miracle Worker, came over tonight with another dude. Despite my many objections and mean “You’re so gay” comments, their plans for the night consisted of doing at-home perms and then going out to celebrate their new hair. To me, Snickers will always be beautiful regardless of what silly thing he does to his hair or whatever strange outfit he wears (or doesn’t wear ), but him getting his hair permed freaked me out. I’m not down with high-maintenance guys, especially if it’s my guy that wants to go all high-maintenance. To me, a guy looks best in a pair of warn-in blue jeans, a white t-shirt, a little bit of facial scruff, and sporting a bit of bedhead. I walked in to Snickers getting his hair curled and my body had quite the confusing reaction. I honestly didn’t know whether to laugh my butt off at how silly he looked with a curling iron attached to his head or to cry at the sight… and so I left. I was so not about to stick around.

8. Took myself to watch a movie but while standing in line to buy my pathetic for-one-only ticket, I ran into an old friend. She’s not just an old friend, actually, she in fact is the one who played matchmaker and who was responsible for setting me up with my ex, and not just any ex-boyfriend but instead the notorious ex.. The Ex. I haven’t seen her for about 2 or 3 years now and so we got talking.

9. It was nice to see my long lost friend but in seeing her, it brought up a lot of memories and whatnot that I thought were also long lost and gone. So on that note, I bought a ticket to the scariest movie that was playing and hoped that it would take my mind off The Ex.

10. Well, the movie definitely did take my mind of The Ex but it also almost made me pee my pants. Thankfully the young high school student sitting beside me didn’t mind it when I reached for her hand during the scary parts. I think she was quite amused and so I ended up sharing my snacks with her in exchange for her letting me hold her hand. The movie had successfully taken my mind off The Ex but it left me too spooked to walk home alone late and in the dark. As I slowly made my way out the theater a Korean guy approached me and congratulated me on being the loudest screamer in the theater. “Thanks” I said as I totally blushed. I guess my overly blushed face spoke tons to him and so he added, “I’m sorry”, and with that he gave me his arm. I didn’t have the guts to tell him that I was too scared to walk home and so I told him I had to meet someone at a nearby coffee shop. He walked me to Tom N’ Toms Coffee, paid for my tea, and then told I should consider quitting scary movies… hahaha. Snickers showed up a bit later to pick me up.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Do you dare open up the Ex-files?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
-- Mark Overby

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Getting married in a week and thinking about the one who got away? Shouldn't that be ringing alarm bells all over the place?

권투선수 에이미 [Amy] said...

Hi Anonymous,
"Thinking about the one who got away"... who said he got away?! He wasn't "the one" either, or a "one" for that matter. And as for thinking about him, you have to admit that someone yelling out congrats to herself for setting me up with someone she mistook me as marrying (an easy mistake because she hadn't seen me in numerous years), is bound to make him cross my mind.

Relax. Just because you think of things in the past doesn't mean I'm stuck in the past. I have moved on, proof being that I am in love with Snickers, something that I never ever thought I'd really ever experience to this magnitude.

I hear where you're coming from but with me getting married in a week, thinking about negative people's comments who really don't have any kind of part in my life beyond the "Anonymous" comments on my homepage, save yourself the energy and... I don't know... hit the gym, not my homepage.

Marc said...

The apparently mistooken ONE was never a ONE if I recall correctly and the only thing he got away with was his tail between his legs.

Amy, you are THE ONE and I am happy that you have finally found true love and devine devotion. All the absolute best to you two. Continue to love and hold each other up in respect and admiration, and don't lose that glow that is so evident on you because of the love you share with him.

Anonymous said...

F-off negative-throbbing people.

It's only natural to take a walk down memory lane before you take the lead of faith into marriage.

Forget what people say.

Hell, disregard what I say too.

If you're in love and you wanna wake up every day to this man than who am I or anyone else to try to tell you that what you're feeling isn't real.

You've been you your whole life and no one is in any position to tell you that we can do a better job of being you than you!

Anonymous said...

There is nothing pathetic about seeing a movie alone. It can be a quite contemplative solitary activity. Having said that, I sure as cuss wouldn't see THAT movie alone. yikes! best, braidgirl