When i was 5 years old I was diagnosed with Tourettes's. The neurologist at Phoenix Children's Hospital told my mom that getting me involved in a sport would help reduce my ticks, as it would require more focus. Man, my mom jumped right into the task. Before I knew it she had me signed up for wrestling. I knew nothing about the sport, it was just the first one starting. I figured I would give it a try, what could it hurt. That was the beginning of a great love and learning about fear. I remember the first day at practice. I had no idea what I was doing. The coaches would show us different moves, then we would have to practice them on the other wrestlers. Once I was on the mat and trying to do the moves, it just began to flow. I was instantly
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I was up extra early. I ate a good breakfast. Then I showered and got ready. I was so excited, I couldnt wait to get there. I talked about wrestling the whole drive. My mom kept telling me to calm down and not waste all my energy. When we arrived at the school, I remember walking into the gym.I can still remember the smell. That is when the fear began to set in. Looking around there were so many wrestlers. Hundreds of kids in there wrestling gear. I instantly looked at my mom and asked if we could go home. She laughed at first and then took me aside. She made me tell her why I was scared. I told her I didnt want to disappoint her. She laughed again and told me that no matter what she was proud of me. All she asked was that I did my best. It was time to make her proud.
We were divided into groups by age and weight. I was paired with 5 other boys. They walked us all to the mat and explained that it was a round robin. Oh god, I thought. I have to wrestle 5 times. My stomach dropped again and I felt like I was going to be sick. I looked back at my mom and she was smiling at me and giving me a thumbs up. I closed my eyes and prayed they had forgot I was there. I had no such luck. The next thing I hear is them calling my name for me to
I was up extra early. I ate a good breakfast. Then I showered and got ready. I was so excited, I couldnt wait to get there. I talked about wrestling the whole drive. My mom kept telling me to calm down and not waste all my energy. When we arrived at the school, I remember walking into the gym.I can still remember the smell. That is when the fear began to set in. Looking around there were so many wrestlers. Hundreds of kids in there wrestling gear. I instantly looked at my mom and asked if we could go home. She laughed at first and then took me aside. She made me tell her why I was scared. I told her I didnt want to disappoint her. She laughed again and told me that no matter what she was proud of me. All she asked was that I did my best. It was time to make her proud.
We were divided into groups by age and weight. I was paired with 5 other boys. They walked us all to the mat and explained that it was a round robin. Oh god, I thought. I have to wrestle 5 times. My stomach dropped again and I felt like I was going to be sick. I looked back at my mom and she was smiling at me and giving me a thumbs up. I closed my eyes and prayed they had forgot I was there. I had no such luck. The next thing I hear is them calling my name for me to