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.

Friday, July 14, 2017

I've Hit a Wall... Friday, July 14

I hit a wall today during boxing and even Coach Bogs called me out on it.

"What are you doing?", he asked.  "Move your legs!"

My head was totally there but I was getting mentally frustrated with my physical exhaustion and inability for my body to do what my mind was trying to push it to do.

I had definitely hit a wall.

I've been playing around with IIFYM, my macro count, and my daily calorie intake.  

What does it mean to be really "active" or "moderately active"?  The calorie allowance is so different.

I'm super active when I train but in between training in the morning and my evening training, most days I'm sitting at my kitchen table doing computer work and business planning.  Like today, I boxed for about 2.5 hours and anticipated hitting the weights for another hour but only 3.5 hours of my day are super active.  After training I shower, eat and then usually flop down on the couch for a good hour.  Then I resume working on my business so I'm emailing various contacts, making calls, and researching stuff online.  

Figuring out my macros has been a means of trial and error but this week, this wall I hit today, definitely indicated an error.  I've been craving bread like a pregnant woman carrying triplets and on the days I box I've been crashing around 8pm and then struggling to get up and hit the weights.

My calorie allowance is too low.  Must have more carbs, too.... fantastic!

Yesterday's breakfast at WildFlour with their massive counter overflowing with baked goods was peer pressure beyond belief and I found myself wondering if I could honestly just lick one... just one!  

Right after boxing I unexpectently was asked to meet with a possible investor and then I had a dinner party later on, out of town, to attend.  My business meeting ended up getting canceled because of a city-wide earthquake drill and then dinner plans got switched to the weekend because I just was way too exhausted.  

No meeting, no dinner party... not even any evening weight training.

I curled up on my couch with Balboa and it was lights out for me.  Woke up hours later and resumed work but by then it was late and people were going to bed.

I called it a day at 3am.

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