As the story has it, one day I headed to the opposite side of the globe – the Flipside. I arrived in Asia February 16th, 2005 and thought I’d do a year, then leave. Years later and I’m still here. I went from being some random foreign girl to taking on labels I never imagined – university professor, film extra, professional boxer, reality TV star, CEO of my own girls-only fitness company (Flipside Fitness), CEO of my own boxing club (Hulk's Club, formerly known as Hulk's Boxing), and now I'm launching my 3rd business -- Empowered Clubhouse.

After 11.5yrs in Korea, I then picked up one day and left. I returned to Toronto, Canada with Flipside Fitness on my brain, Hulk's in my heart, boxing in my bag, and my four-legged friend Balboa Button by my side. But then I left again. This time it was for the Philippines. That's where I'm at now, living in the land of the happy people.

The struggles are real and the struggles are many but I'm living life on my terms, I'm calling the shots, and I'm doing what I love.

Life is an amazing adventure and this is my story of yesterday.

Tuesday, September 06, 2016

A Step Closer to Normal... Tuesday, September 6

While most kids were putting on their new clothes, waving their parents goodbye and heading out the door for their first day back to school my little nephew was sitting in the hospital bed, waiting to go home.  His mother, my sister-in-law, had called the school yesterday and left a message, telling them that he'd be away from school for at least the first week. 

Around noon he got to go home and it was a bitter sweet moment.

I had to head back to reality which for me meant back to coaching, back to juggling my own training -- boxing, running and weight training, back to studying and researching for my business venture, and back to my business meetings.  I had come dressed last night for today's morning business meeting and so no sooner did I leave the hospital but it was straight into the board room.  I dropped by my club and then raced home to shower and change, only to then return for an 8 hour shift of coaching. Coaching till 8pm was then followed by me scooting off to System for my training.  

Returned home at 10:40pm.  

I managed to take Balboa for a walk and play time before I headed off to coaching and then again after I returned after training.  When I returned home it was creeping up to 11pm and despite Balboa being cooped up and ignored for pretty much the entire day and the weekend, he still greeted me as if I was Christmas walking in the door.  I scooped that little boy up, kissed him all over his face and then said sorry to him.  "This is why I don't have a kid", I joked to him.  "I don't even have time for me."  Ain't that the truth!

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