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.

Sunday, December 04, 2016

Being Called Up and Called Out... Sunday, December 4

Now that I'm back to my boxing I'm overdosing with boxing -- Fight Club sparring on Friday, 12 rounds of boxing yesterday and then today it was back to Cabbagetown Boxing to watch live amateur boxing. 

Boxing, boxing, boxing... as if there were any other sport worthy of my love.

It's only the best and the hardest sport in the world.  Google it!

I had come to Cabbagetown Boxing to watch the fights after the Captain had picked me up from church and we had brunch together.  The plan was to leave church at 1:30pm, have lunch with the Captain and the be at Cabbagetown for 2:30pm, when the fights were scheduled to start.  Well, that was the plan but the plan rather flopped the minute Rev Davis at my church suddenly called my name out during the service.  Everything got pushed back and I was late -- late for brunch and then late for boxing.

"I'd like to call up Amy", he said.

I had heard him say my name and my whole body jolted at the surprise of it all.  I looked at my gal pal standing beside me in my pew and then looked around, hoping that somewhere in another pew there was another girl with the same name as me.  He then repeated himself and reached out his hand to me, to motion for me to come join him at the very front of the church sanctuary.  So I did.  I made my way to the front.   He put his hand on my shoulder.  I didn't know whether to look at him directly so I kept my head down, stared at my hands and occasionally lifted my head to look at his face.  I was so shocked to be standing there.  Never before have I ever been called out by the pastor at any church to come to the front podium but there I stood there today when the pastor talking about me and all eyes on me.  It was so nerve-racking but at the same time I knew it was a big honor.  

He told everyone who I was, mentioned that I've been attending the church from some months now and then he introduced who I've been recently attending church with, Skittles.  To tell you the truth, I don't recall exactly what he said to me even after he had said it because I was so fixated on the fact that there I stood, in front of everyone.  So much for trying to be discreet and blend in with the crowd there... hahaha.  I recall some of what he said and it hit home with me so I was grateful.  He told me something that resonated with me because of something I've been told before by others but never really believed myself and that kind of hit me.  It was definitely a turning moment for me, right there in that big, beautiful church, surrounded by all those genuinely sweet people, with the pastor's hand on my shoulder.

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