Commit Yourself
Do you know what the Super Bowl XLVIII looked like? Yea, that’s what happened on my first day of wrestling. It was a downwards slop. My mom had recommended that I do it because my brother had just started to wrestle too. Since he was younger than me, he got to go to the beginner’s class. I on the other hand had to go to the middle school class. Now don’t let the words “middle school” deceive you. Back then I was 4’8 and weighed 80 pounds so I was relatively small. I had tried other sports but as you might expect, I sucked at them all. I didn’t score a goal all season in soccer, I didn’t make a basket all season during basketball, and lastly I could barely run an 8-minute mile so track or cross country wasn’t necessarily my thing. My parents …show more content…
Eventually, after a few months, it was more of a competition between me and the other kids. I could actually last a few minutes. This is when I started to realize that the more time you put into something, the more you’ll get out of it. But I still wasn’t completely sold on the idea. More and more time went on. Eventually I could beat some of the kids that I couldn’t beat before. After about six or so months of training I had decided to go to my first wrestling tournament. At the time I had thought that I was pretty good at wrestling, but boy was I wrong. My first match was against a kid named Evan. A few minutes in I ended up getting pinned. My second match I actually won 8-1 and my final match I lost 8-0. So yea I was pretty bad. But I was making progress. Fast forward a few years, and I have done over twenty tournaments with over a hundred matches. I have placed at state many times and have won a few tournaments as well. Over these years I have trained very hard. Something that I had not done back when I played soccer and basketball. This story in my life has helped me realize that if you want to be good at something then you must really commit yourself to
Do you know what the Super Bowl XLVIII looked like? Yea, that’s what happened on my first day of wrestling. It was a downwards slop. My mom had recommended that I do it because my brother had just started to wrestle too. Since he was younger than me, he got to go to the beginner’s class. I on the other hand had to go to the middle school class. Now don’t let the words “middle school” deceive you. Back then I was 4’8 and weighed 80 pounds so I was relatively small. I had tried other sports but as you might expect, I sucked at them all. I didn’t score a goal all season in soccer, I didn’t make a basket all season during basketball, and lastly I could barely run an 8-minute mile so track or cross country wasn’t necessarily my thing. My parents …show more content…
Eventually, after a few months, it was more of a competition between me and the other kids. I could actually last a few minutes. This is when I started to realize that the more time you put into something, the more you’ll get out of it. But I still wasn’t completely sold on the idea. More and more time went on. Eventually I could beat some of the kids that I couldn’t beat before. After about six or so months of training I had decided to go to my first wrestling tournament. At the time I had thought that I was pretty good at wrestling, but boy was I wrong. My first match was against a kid named Evan. A few minutes in I ended up getting pinned. My second match I actually won 8-1 and my final match I lost 8-0. So yea I was pretty bad. But I was making progress. Fast forward a few years, and I have done over twenty tournaments with over a hundred matches. I have placed at state many times and have won a few tournaments as well. Over these years I have trained very hard. Something that I had not done back when I played soccer and basketball. This story in my life has helped me realize that if you want to be good at something then you must really commit yourself to