Well, July marks my 2nd year in the wrestling business.

I guess that since this is my first commentary on my first website, maybe I should talk about what got me here. To be honest, I never thought I would have made it this far. First off, I guess I never really had any self-esteem when it came to these things. And let's not forget I was 145 lbs at the time. So, when I shelled out the money for the school, I figured I was wasting it. But I guess I got REAL lucky.

You're probably asking why I joined even though I thought I had no chance. Well, in my senior year of high school, my grandfather passed away. That kinda messed me up for a while. But it made me remember something he once told me: "In the end, it doesn't matter how much money you have, or how popular you are. The only thing that matters is that you were happy with what you did." When I was little, I had dreamed about being a wrestler. But as I got older, I began to realize I was too small to ever make it somewhere. But I remembered what he had told me, and I decided to quit being a quitter and do something with myself. I may never be a huge megastar, but I can look back on this experience and say I did something with my life.

Anyways, back to the school. I'm gonna be blunt and say we (****** and I) got lucky. Our first night in the class, one of the other wrestlers asked the boss if he could keep us there later and show us some stuff. To this day, I have no clue why he chose to stay late. But that became our regular schedule. We paid for the training class, and also got free lessons (ass-kickings, really) for a couple hours afterwards. It was definitely a morale boost for me. Once again, low self-esteem. But somehow I managed to take all the physical abuse, and I even retained some of the stuff he taught us. I think we trained hard like that for about 2 months before ****** and I got our first matches. I was thoroughly terrified because A: I personally didn't feel I was ready to get in the ring, and B: I was working the boss. That night, coming through the curtain, I was as jumpy as Devin Monroe at a Boy Scouts meeting. But, I didn't screw up THAT bad, since I'm still here.

That was roughly two years ago. A lot of things have changed. The people who trained have come and gone. I recently began teaching my own class. And I think I'm starting to change my priorities in life. I originally got into wrestling to prove to myself that I could do it. Well, I did that. Now it's time to make a name for myself.

Until next time,
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