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 Makati, Philippines. Life for me is better in Asia and I'm so happy here. This isn't 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. 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.

Thursday, March 09, 2017

From Pups to the Pool and then to Poor Box Jumps

Too funny, I just had to snap a picture of -- random street signs.
I can understand the "no poop zone" but no peeing too?!  I take it who ever made this sign has never had a dog.  Dogs pee pretty much everywhere and anywhere outside and given the fact that my little doggie, Balboa, still has his "junk" (isn't neutered), he wants to mark every poll and every curb as his territory.
After breakfast today I met a little gang of four-legged cuties, one of which was a black haired Chihuahua that looked exactly like Balboa.  His name is Chino and he's Italian -- no English.  Balboa was back at the condo sleeping but I'll have to bring him out and search one day for Chino.  
They're going to be BFFs here in the Philippines.
Always grinding.  No days off.
Got in my laps today at the pool but it was quite the struggle to get started.
The water in the pool was so chilly.  No wonder people were sitting poolside as oppose to swimming!
 At weight training tonight I snapped a short video of some guys trying to do box jumps.
There were about four of them but one guy, the shortie in the crew, was having a hell of a time getting up on that box.  Box jumps are such a mental exercise and by mental I mean it's all in your head.  You can jump.  Ask a child to jump and they just do it.  But put a box in front of someone, tell them to jump, and all of a sudden they don't know how to jump.  They second guess.

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