Notice the time, 4:38am. As early as it was it wasn't so early when you consider I have to wake up on Tuesdays and Thursdays at 5:30am. I coach the morning Boxfit class at 7am but always try to be there at least by 6:30am to set things up and ease into my day.


Hard training today was rewarded with breakfast out... Coach Horse on Yonge Street.
Super sweet omelet too. It's got so many veggies in it that they've resorted to serving some of them on the side.... hahaha.
Only a good friend like my boy J would allow me to show up for lunch after two hours of sweating it out at boxing. What a nice guy... he's fabulous.
Cornrolls done. I must admit that I instantly went shy when they finished them. People reach a lot differently to me with them and boy did those boys in Little Jamaica react to me. It was too funny but a bit too much for this little Polack.
From a downtown greasy spoon diner to Little Jamaica for my hair and then a ghetto bubble tea stand in China Town, I felt like I stepped in and out of a lot of countries without even leaving the city. Got to love Toronto for its diversity!!!





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