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.

Monday, November 20, 2017

A New Four-Legged Friend... Monday, November 20

Today definitely didn't go the way I had planned.  

My life has definitely not gone the way I planned but that's a good thing.  That's a crazy cool thing.

As for today though, it going totally off track, it was a bit frustrating.  

I was suppose to have sparring this morning and I showed up with all my gear, ready for it, but I just was in this weird funk.  I couldn't pin-point it but I knew it had to do with a multitude of things.  My text message conversation with Skittles last night definitely was at the top of the things on my mind hindering my focus.  I just wanted to spar today, physically I was totally ready but mentally my head was definitely not there.  So I sat ringside and chatted with one of the coaches.    

I ended up just training on my own.  I took my frustrations out on the heavy bag.

I was feeling kind of defeated when I left boxing but as I exited the building a little cry caught my attention.  I looked down and standing right in front of me was the skinniest little kitten I've ever seen.  It was a street cat -- SHE was a street cat.  Super skinny but super friendly.  I put my boxing gear down on the ground and sat on the street so I could pet her.  She jumped up on my lap.  

Where was her mom?!

I knew the moment I sat down on that step I was in trouble.  For the next ten minutes I struggled with getting up to leave.  I didn't want her to follow me home but I didn't want to go home and just leave her crying and hungry.  I ended up running home, dropping off my gear and grabbing some leftovers from my fridge.  I only have one meal left over from my Yummy Diet delivery when I was sick so I grabbed that and returned where I found her still crying and of course still hungry.  

Popped off the lid and sat the container of food for this little four-legged girl to eat. 

She was skin and bones and sporting maybe one third of a tail but she purred so much while she ate and her tail wagged like a dog every time I touched her.

For the next twenty minutes I sat there watching her eat.  

I didn't want to take her home but I had told myself that if she followed me home I'd let her.

She never followed me.  Instead she flopped down on the ground and rolled around, like a happy dog wanting you to pet it's tummy.  

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