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Current mood:  determined Category: Sports
Why do I wrestle?
Why do I do it? Is it for the FAME? Is it for the PAIN? Is it for the THIRST and HUNGER? Is it for when my mind can only think about food and water, but know that I can't have it? It's tough to realize that while my friends and so many people goes to the movies, parties, and are hanging out, I went to practice. There are days when I am broke mentally and physically. There are times during my matches that the voice in my head tells me to give up and quit. Life will be easier once you quit. There's no sacrifices to be made, no practices to attend, and most importantly.....no meets to wrestle in. Just walk away…….
But I know that quitting will not make me a better person. Quitting will not help me to battle through the adversities of life.
I am a wrestler. I like battling! I like fighting! I like having to overcome adversities to achieve my goals. I understand about the sacrifices that I have to make in order for me to become successful. It's part of life. For us, it's a way of life. I am a wrestler. It's what I do. It's who I am.
I like having the butterflies before every one of my matches. Whether my opponent's a fish or a stud, the feeling lets me know that I'm alive. During my matches, I have the whole gym watching me. There's no other feeling like it. It's the best feeling in the world. When wrestling in front of a crowd, I can't hide my weaknesses behind another talented athlete. I pave my own road to success. I can't blame my teammates, coaches, or fans for the way I wrestle. I understand that the way I practice will dictate the way I wrestle on the mat. There are no lines of excuses. As a wrestler, I have to be driven in order to succeed.
I have to be driven in order to push through those long hours of practicing in the sweat filled heated wrestling rooms. I have to be driven to practice when my body is cut, bruised, and broken. The thought of the referee raising the other man's hand makes me sick. I can't stand the thoughts of losing because I was unprepared. As a wrestler, I take more pride into how I practice because I know that preparation changes expectation. I understand that hard works makes me a luckier man.
I practice hard for moments when I'm wrestling and my teammates are on the side of the mat screaming for me to push myself even harder. I practice hard because we will eventually need the point for our team to win. It is for when my teammates need me to win. It is for when during my match I have the adrenalin to brutalize my opponent. It is for when the referee raises my hand after I put my all into the match. It is for when my body is in the best shape it could be.
So why do I wrestler? It is for how much I want the sport to succeed. It is for how much I love the sport. The best feeling to know is that I was the one who did it all. I gave it my best. This is why I will be victorious. This is why I do it. This is why I wrestle.
4:20 AM
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