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.

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Not Yet Done... Saturday, October 14

I woke up at 6am sporting a terribly upset tummy. I was so incredibly nauseous. 

At 8:45am, I had moved from my bed to the couch but was feeling just as nasty nauseous. At 9am, with twenty minutes till I had to leave to coach my boot camp, I went running to the bathroom. Out all that nauseousness came. I puked. 

Cleaned myself up and headed out to coach, just like that. Don’t kid yourself though, the struggle was real. I ended up having to Uber it there because I didn’t know if I could make the walk with the weights without having to stop and puke some more because of everything. 

Once I got coaching the ladies of Empowered, things were good. I definitely rode the positive energy of those I was training but once I got home I had to take a bit of a rest. 

No rest for the wicked though, right? Isn’t that what they say? 

I had a business meeting at 2pm with my business partner so I had to toughen up and get out the door again. Today it was discussing business financials and a possible location I’m really pulling for. I think we came up with a solid plan with taking some of the burden of the rent off our shoulders so I’m super optimistic about that. 

I was suppose to go out tonight for a local bar’s one year anniversary party but I knew I had to rest my body. The doctor had told me to stay away from diary until I get better and I thought I was better, silly me, so last night I had an ice cream cone. Found out the hard way this morning, as mentioned earlier, that I apparently am not yet totally over this food poisoning.

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