As the story has it, one day I headed to the opposite side of the globe – the Flipside. I arrived in Korea on February 16th, 2005 and thought I’d do a year, then leave. 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 returned to Toronto, Canada. But then I left again. This time it was for the Philippines. That's where I am 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, April 23, 2017

Panic Mode... Sunday, April 23

Crank calls, 11 of them.

Late in the evening someone crank called me.

They crank called me a total of eleven times on my Filipino number.

I answered after the third call and the person on the other end somewhat pretended like they couldn't hear me.  All I got out of the short call was asking them what their name was.  There was a pause and then they said "Kevin".  I doubt that's their name though.  It doesn't matter.  What mattered to me was how they pronounced Kevin.

And just like that I became scared.

I'm only a short four hour flight away from Korea, a place I left a year and a half ago for various reasons, one of which was my safety.  All this time though I've been in Canada, a 20hr, $2000, 2 plane ride away.  The cost of the flight alone gave me a sense of security.  But now I'm in the Philippines and the cost of the flight to "run into me" is super cheap in comparison.

I didn't fear Korea until tonight, when I hadn't heard from Snickers for almost a full week and then suddenly started getting crank called.  It seemed like such a nerve racking coincidence.

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