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.

Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Blue Balls... Wednesday, September 11

It's not a race... but, with me, it's always a competition.

Itching to compete...

My next rugby tournament isn't until October.

I'm suppose to enter the Spartan race in October but I don't know how to train for it and the fact that people skip out on stations to do burpees instead but still win annoys the hell out of me. Is it a Spartan race or a burpee race?! 

Kerry Sports wants me to do their Vertical Run again but I won first prize last year and would only considering killing myself at it again if I could compete on the Philippines Team or if something bigger was at stake.

And only God knows when I'll get scheduled another boxing bout. I feel like I shouldn't hold my breath for that. Just feeling ultra frustrated at this point. Am only training for a photoshoot and that's not enough for me. If I'm not in the ring fighting than I'm outside the right fighting to fight, or fighting for any challenge at this point that interests me.
Sporting the equivalency of blue balls for a boxer. Put me in the ring, coach!!! 

I lightened up my training load to open up my clubhouse for my company but now it's been up and running for three months. I've adjusted to juggling the 16 fighters and the 76 Lil' Sistas I coach with getting in my own boxing, hitting the weights and continuing my rugby. But then I got injured in a rugby game so I had to lighten it again and not spar. So then I decided to challenge myself more and work on the launch of my clothing line ( and expand my boxing equipment line, Slay by @empoweredclubhouse. 

The juggle is no longer the struggle though. This juggle is the new norm for me and it's comfortable. I don't want to be comfortable. I want to be always challenged, always evolving, always growing. 

My stress these days isn't with all that I'm doing, my juggle. I love what I'm doing. I mentally appreciate the struggle to keeping me sane and giving me the feeling of being productive. My stress is with my lack of a challenge, a physical challenge to keep me focused on my training. My desire to getting my next boxing bout is now a mental need and not just a physical want.

And if it's not a boxing bout, then what?!  I need something... seriously.

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