As the story has it, I woke up and found myself on the very opposite side of the globe – the flipside. I arrived February 16th, 2005 and thought I’d simply 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, CEO of my own girls-only fitness company, Flipside Fitness, and CEO of my own boxing club, Korea's largest -- Hulk's Club, formerly known as Hulk's Boxing.

After 11.5yrs in Korea, I picked up one day and left. I returned to Toronto, Canada but only to pack up my bags and venture out again. Now I'm living in Makate, Philippines. Life, for me, is better in Asia and I'm so happy here. This a new chapter in the book of my life though, it's a whole new book I've started!!! I'm a whole new woman and I left Korea 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.

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

Friday, March 31, 2017

About to Curl Up and Die... Friday, March 31

I once dated a guy that used to always so "No rice no life" and with his Vietnamese accent he sported when saying it the line rhyme.  It doesn't rhyme when I say it but rice the other day meant no life for me today... No life for me actually both yesterday AND today.  

I ate bad rice?!  How is that even possible to kill rice?  I don't know but I guess anything is possible.  

I felt a bit off yesterday going into sparring but I thought that was just nerves -- me being unsure of how sparring would go down and how rough Coach Arman would be with me.  But last night I most definitely felt off and it only got worse.  Today I woke up and all I wanted to do was stay in the fetal position.

No boxing on account I felt like I was dying... Well, that and I had to go to the bathroom pretty much every 15 minutes.  My body held on to absolutely nothing I ate today so I ate so little.  And despite having "lost" everything I ate yesterday too, I wasn't hungry.  I didn't eat and I didn't drink.  I just laid there in pain.

I did get into the gym for a seriously solid upper body workout in the late evening though so that was a huge but unexpected success.   I killed it on the weights and then killed it with a decent run on the treadmill.  I even made a runner out of a non-believer -- someone who said they couldn't run.  How's that for a total turn of events for a day that started off with me feeling like my tummy was revolting and about to explode from the pain to leaving me on such a high from killing it at training and making a runner out of my gym buddy... Sweet.

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