As the story has it, one day I headed to the opposite side of the globe – the Flipside. I arrived in Korea February 16th, 2005 and thought I’d do a year, then leave. I was wrong. I stayed, launched my first company, Flipside Fitness, and then opened Korea's largest boxing club, Hulk's Boxing (now called Hulk's Club).

After 11.5yrs in Korea, I then picked up one day and returned to Toronto, Canada. But then I left again.

Now I live in the Philippines where I am the CEO and head coach of Empowered Clubhouse, the Philippines' first and only boxing clubhouse exclusively just for women. I also am the founder of the Lil' Sistas Project, CEO and designer of Slay Gear and Baa Baa Black Sheep .Ph.

Monday, December 31, 2012

Out with the Old Look, In with the New... Monday, December 31

"Snickers got inked up?!"... yes, it's true.

At 5:30pm he got a phone call from our Thai buddy, telling him that he had a change of plans and was free for the evening.  'Free for the evening' meant he was tattoo client-free and available to work, so when Snickers told me this, I thought it meant that I'd be going in to get my second sitting for my in-the-works tattoo on my back.  

Boy was I wrong... totally wrong.

When Snickers raced into the other room to change clothes and then leaned over to kiss goodbye, I questioned what was going on.  "I'll be back before midnight" he told me.  This sentence just added to my growing confusion of the whole situation.  

"You're going.... me... no? What?!"

Apparently Snickers has picked out a tattoo.  He's been talking about where he wants to get it for sometime and he's even mentioned about what idea he's going for but the details of the actual what it will look like were never established, not to me at least.  So off he headed to Anyoung, to get a tattoo.  I assumed it'd be a half sleeve that'd somewhat wrap over his shoulder and continue on the top part of his chest.  

I assumed correctly.

Next thing I knew it he was texting me pictures of some guy's half naked body sketched and prepped for a tattoo.  It was quite an elaborate tattoo and the only way I knew it was even him was because I recognized his pants.

He never did return by midnight though.  I ended up going out for dinner with a friend, having two other friends randomly drop by for just the countdown and then I continued finishing up the Flat Stanley project for my cousin.  It wasn't much of a New Year's Eve but it definitely was a much better one than last year's flop of an evening.  I joked with Snickers about it when he returned, telling him that the pain he went through with his tattoo this New Year's Eve was payback for him sleeping through last year's.

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