"Choco Papa`s Health Note"

  Let me tell you about the worst deal I ever made. For twenty years, I sold my body and didn't even know it. First on the baseball diamond, then in the boardroom. The currency was different but the transaction was the same — trade your health now, get paid today, worry about the cost later. Later is here. And the buyback price is brutal.   When My Body Was the Product I was a professional baseball player in South Korea's KBO league. If you don't know Korean baseball, picture this: the same intensity as MLB's minor leagues, but with a military-style training culture where pain is considered weakness and rest is considered laziness. My day started at 5 AM. Running until my lungs burned. Batting practice until my palms bled through the gloves. Fielding drills until my knees screamed. Then weight training, because apparently destroying your body once a day wasn't enough. I was in my twenties. I felt like a machine. Machines don't need maintenance, right? My coaches...