Yesterday I was informed by Junior Mint that my February 5th fight that was postponed to February 11th has been postponed yet again – February 12th. Ok, so it’s only a day postponed but this particular day isn’t just a day. Hearing my fight was postponed by a day wasn’t what I wanted to hear but having to tell my father I’m now fighting on his birthday is definitely not what he’s going to want to hear!
I ended last night’s training on a disappointing note, knowing that I now have the task of breaking the news to my father, but this disappointing note cared on into today’s turn of events. To say the least, today was jam packed with disappointment and discouragement and it really took every last ounce of self motivation to get my butt in gear and off to training.
I found out that my leading sponsor in Cheonan has taken up boxing and is boxing at my boxing club’s only real rivalry club – where Snickers originally trained at. The boxing club is owned and operated by Snickers’ former coach. He’s the very man who backstabbed Snickers and cheated him out of his Korean Super Light Weight Champion belt; the very man who we fired, who I swore I’d upper cut if I ever so much as heard him say Snickers’ name, and who I’m still waiting upon karma to deal with. He’s the only person on the face of this plant that I can honestly say I hate. My mother always told me not to say hate but I’m sorry. I do hate him.
So, getting word that my sponsor is supporting this man was very disappointing to hear and hard to accept. I fought the many urges today to march right over to his office and tell him I want nothing more from him. I don’t want my name attached to him if it’s attached to “him” – that idiot who acted nothing short of a jealous ex-girlfriend at my husband’s expense. For those of you who don’t recall or know the story, this particular person handed in my husband’s champion belt to KBC when he heard Snickers was getting married. We had kept our relationship a secret from him because we feared him lashing out at Snickers but never in our wildest dream did we ever foresee him doing such an inappropriately rude and disrespectful thing as giving up Snickers’ belt. KBC accepting the belt is definitely questionable too but then again Snickers’ coach was quite the conniving individual. So, ya…
I was supposed to have a dentist appointment at my sponsor’s office but upon hearing the news I scheduled an appointment with another dentist – the dentist who trains at my club. Actually, I just showed up at his office and he took me right in.
All day the news of my sponsor supporting “him” really weighed heavily on my chest. I felt so disappointed in him. He knows all about Snickers’ story and he knows where I train so it’s not like he’s got ignorance to lean on.
Needless to say, I wanted nothing more than to stay home and skip training. I felt rather embarrassed about the whole situation because everyone at the boxing club knows who are my sponsors. I walked into the boxing club feeling rather down but was greeted with lots of smiles and hellos from my teammates and other boxers.
It’s funny how the boxing club effects me, it’s like no matter what crap goes down during the day, as long as I can get myself to boxing everything feels corrected, more manageable. I sparred tonight with the Cheonan Bulldog and then after he, Captain Jab and I stood around talking about wanting to make a new UP Boxing Club homepage together. They had seen my page and tonight I let them in on what boxers sported what nicknames; they had a good laugh over that. The Cheonan Bulldog joked about wanting to change his nickname to “Tom Cruise”… hahaha.
Despite taking a brutal body shot in the first round that almost winded me and surely left me with a sure bruise that will form, our sparring was great and it left me on such a high. I was exhausted, don’t get me wrong, but I felt like I was on cloud nine. I had wasted my whole day worrying about people that obviously don’t care about me and it took me to step into boxing, into a club full of those that did care about me, to really take a reality check. There’s really no point worrying over people who don’t care and things you can’t control. Honestly, I felt rather silly having almost skipped out on training because of it all. I would have really missed a wicked – wickedly hard but wickedly good – sparring session and a great chat with some really great teammates.
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.
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