Obstacles are a part of life; as cliche as that may sound, it is accurate. Anyone decent or successful in anything has faced numerous barriers, whether they are external or internal. I am no exception, and these obstacles push me to become better. Instead of doubting my ability to achieve the goals I have before me, I fight hard. I work for the future because I believe in myself enough to know I WILL be successful.
Wrestling has helped me come to this understanding. Though I was in my senior year in high school with no prior wrestling knowledge, I wanted to join the wrestling team. I desired to push myself to a point where I would have to grow. After the first week of practice, I was sore and frustrated at my inability to do anything right. In the following practices, I saw progress while still struggling to do multiple things swiftly and correctly. Fast forward to my first match, and I won. It was a great feeling that sparked my appreciation for the chance I had to wrestle at all. After that success, I faced the wall of incessant pins across most of my matches. What was most discouraging about this is that I fought and resisted each time and still got pinned back to back. It was physically and emotionally challenging. Most of all it, it was demoralizing. From here, I had two options: Stay the course hoping to be better, or work harder and take the victories for myself. After that point, I started to work out in the mornings. I watched more wrestling matches, studied educational videos and gave more during practice. Facing challenges was the goal for joining the team in the first place, so that is precisely what I did. I still lost, but I knew I was getting better. I felt it. So, if this is 8 or 9, I turned it up to 10 after this. I used weights, worked in cardio, and paid more attention to my eating habits. Although I was exhausted, I felt exceedingly proud that I was able to do this.
Then came my match for senior night against a guy at least 20 pounds heavier. My family and our friends were there. The whole team was there too. Before that match, I honed in. I synthesized everything I had learned and focused only on the event ahead. I warmed up, practiced in stance, and mentally prepared for each move. When I went out there, I had it set in my mind that I would win. I knew I would not leave that mat without a win in my favor. I had never felt like that before, and it was during this time I "turned it up to 11". I pulled moves off that I did not know I was good at and stayed in control. There were periods full of fatigue. When I felt like slowing down, the encouragement from everyone close to me kept me at this state of eleven. I was aggressive against my nature and tough, accepting challenges as a path to glory. As the timer ran down, I began to see my victory. I held this firm against my exhaustion, coming out victorious. It was a wonderful night and something I will never forget. This experience taught me I am capable of so much and proved I didn't waste my energy. It further cemented the fact I can conquer anything I put my mind to.