Dazed and Confused on the Day's Date... Sunday, December 5

My sleeping patterns are all over the place and are definitely non-exsistent with the exception that I sleep whenever and wherever I can. Cutting the weight means cutting out other things in my schedule as I eagerly try to conserve my energy solely for training.

5:40am -- woke up, ate, fed and walked Mi Nam, and then got ready
7am -- personal training Papa Pump for an hour, took him to the boxing club
8:30am -- talked to Snickers for 5 minutes, returned home and went back to bed
1:30pm -- woke up, downed a small espresso and went for a 9km heavy run.
3pm -- ate, watched boxing, updated my homepage, and headed to Home Plus
5pm -- fell back to sleep
6:50pm -- woke up, popped in some laundry and head off to boxing
7pm -- trained with the Cheonan Bulldog and did some weight training
9pm -- returned home, ate, walked Mi Nam, and cleaned the house
11pm -- talked to Snickers for 10 minutes and then fell back to sleep
12am -- woke up, studied Korean, and watched a bit of TV
2am -- fell asleep and slept till the morning alarm

Did you notice that I spent approximently 8 hours of my day sleeping?! It’s brutal. It’s brutal that I literally have to look at my cell phone every time I wake up so that I know just what day it is!!!

Snickers can’t seem to say sorry enough to me, or so he thinks, for not being here to help take on all the errands and whatnot so that I can solely focus on my training. That’s the beauty of being a couple with another person in the same profession; they understand and know exactly what you’re going through. I can’t imagine being with anyone other than Snickers, a professional boxer, because any other kind of guy just wouldn’t tolerate my oversleeping, restricted dieting, and all the boxing talk that goes on at home. Moreover, I think the laundry machine going non-stop and all it’s annoying clunking would drive most mental. As "cool" as many people may think my boxing is, I doubt there's many men beside those who aren't already professional boxers that could seriously put up with me.

I really do wish Snickers was here with me, of course, not just because he’s my best friend and husband but because he’s so incredibly supportive of me and my boxing. My early morning tutoring mixed with my late night boxing really takes its toll on me so racing home for our 8am and 11pm possible phone calls mean the world to me. It’s not a guarantee that he’s able to call me but if he is able to call me, he makes sure to call me either at 8am and/or 11pm.

They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder and well, Snickers’ heart is the fondest yet of me. Tonight’s phone call started off with him saying sorry to me for having gone to Japan and him promising me that he’ll return a better husband. I already thought he was a pretty awesome husband so I’m not too sure where he can really improve.

“Just don’t ever leave me again” I told him, “… or I’ll kick you in the head!” I added.

Snickers is convinced that when he comes he wants a fresh new start, a fresh new start not only as my husband but a fresh new start as “us”. We talked briefly about how we wanted to change things and the topic of moving was brought up. Initially we were thinking about moving to the Philippines but lately I’ve been really pondering where I’d want to live long term. Korea might possibly be where we’ll stay for a couple of more years but we’re seriously questioning Cheonan. I will always love Cheonan but honestly, Mama Kim moving here kind of spoiled things for me and I’m just feeling a bit choked lately.

Back when I lived in Canada, I always lived 5-10 minutes from the lake, Lake Ontario – a lake Snickers was convinced was an ocean, hahaha – so I miss being close to the water. A move down south to Busan, South Korea was brought up in tonight’s conversation. Ever since my pre-honeymoon trip down there two summers ago with Snickers, Busan has grown on me. I think it’s a very romantic beachside city and when I was down there it felt like living in Toronto. With the open patio restaurants and beachside festivals, Busan just feels so comfortable and mellow. I could definitely get use to driving Gotti alongside the ocean and stopping to watch the waves.

Although I feel very attached to my Church Kiddies and like my Samsung tutoring students, the only thing that is really holding me back from packing up and heading off to Busan is my boxing. My boxing club, UP Boxing Club, was what kept me from moving back to Canada some couple of years ago and it may just very well be what holds me back from moving down to Busan… or maybe not.

I must admit too however that the lure of getting back in The Boxing Ring in Busan, though it’s not really legal, is also very tempting.

Only time will tell.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What's got a hold of you?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in a doctor's book.
-- Irish proverb