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.

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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