Back to wrestling again...
My friend Tony is a wrestler. Some of you might remember me mentioning backyard wrestling way back in the day, and when my profile picture was my wrestling picture. He ran the fed back then. Now he's trying to make another. He has some nice wrestlers, and while he does have a ring of his own now, he rented the one at this wrestling school he got lessons from for his show tonight.
There's something about seeing a real ring, both this one and the two shows I attended with his own ring, that makes me want to jump in. To train. Back to when I wanted to be a wrestler.
Every damn time I see a ring in front of me, I fuckin want it again. Its like, its real. How amazing it would be, to be in it, and fight, and hear the crowd for me. Because lets face it, even when they're booing you, its still FOR you, its attention aimed at you.
This is the school, by the by. The website's a little unfinished, and the rates aren't up, but Tony said its $15 by the lesson and $100 by the month.
http://freedomchampionship.com/
That's the ring that taunted me tonight. After the show, I touched the ropes and felt the give, and the pad of the mat, and the turnbuckle, and those damn steps that sounded SO deliciously painful when they were hit this evening.
I want it. My mouth watered.
God, can I even DO this?
Lets see...
Money...maybe I can afford it. If I cut back on other things. I am getting MLP burnout, and while I don't want to sell AT ALL, maybe not spending money on the collection for awhile couldn't hurt. I'll have to stop treating my unemployed friends, though.
Pain...Can't judge till after a few lessons.
Career...I don't think I can do what I always wanted and hold my own against the men. They're just too good and strong and fast for fat me. I'll have to fight women...mostly. Still can't bring myself to say only. I see how women in pro wrestling who go above the norm have trouble finding a niche, like Jazz. It hurts.
Physical...My weight hopefully won't be a huge problem, because I'll lose while training, and one of the head wrestlers/trainers is a large man himself. My eyesight, however...Can one wrestle in contact lenses? Would it be a problem? I do want laser surgery but that goes back to money. I had trouble several many years ago trying to wear contacts. Maybe it'll be better.
I just don't fucking know. Its calling to me, but I don't know if I can...
This is just here as a rant, really, and to put out these thoughts in one place. Its all one huge fuckin maybe, and its crazy, but to do it. To get there...just to get there...
Good fuck, even this damn location detection is confused! It tried to put me in Nyack! Every community entry has gotten it right! What gives?
There's something about seeing a real ring, both this one and the two shows I attended with his own ring, that makes me want to jump in. To train. Back to when I wanted to be a wrestler.
Every damn time I see a ring in front of me, I fuckin want it again. Its like, its real. How amazing it would be, to be in it, and fight, and hear the crowd for me. Because lets face it, even when they're booing you, its still FOR you, its attention aimed at you.
This is the school, by the by. The website's a little unfinished, and the rates aren't up, but Tony said its $15 by the lesson and $100 by the month.
http://freedomchampionship.com/
That's the ring that taunted me tonight. After the show, I touched the ropes and felt the give, and the pad of the mat, and the turnbuckle, and those damn steps that sounded SO deliciously painful when they were hit this evening.
I want it. My mouth watered.
God, can I even DO this?
Lets see...
Money...maybe I can afford it. If I cut back on other things. I am getting MLP burnout, and while I don't want to sell AT ALL, maybe not spending money on the collection for awhile couldn't hurt. I'll have to stop treating my unemployed friends, though.
Pain...Can't judge till after a few lessons.
Career...I don't think I can do what I always wanted and hold my own against the men. They're just too good and strong and fast for fat me. I'll have to fight women...mostly. Still can't bring myself to say only. I see how women in pro wrestling who go above the norm have trouble finding a niche, like Jazz. It hurts.
Physical...My weight hopefully won't be a huge problem, because I'll lose while training, and one of the head wrestlers/trainers is a large man himself. My eyesight, however...Can one wrestle in contact lenses? Would it be a problem? I do want laser surgery but that goes back to money. I had trouble several many years ago trying to wear contacts. Maybe it'll be better.
I just don't fucking know. Its calling to me, but I don't know if I can...
This is just here as a rant, really, and to put out these thoughts in one place. Its all one huge fuckin maybe, and its crazy, but to do it. To get there...just to get there...
Good fuck, even this damn location detection is confused! It tried to put me in Nyack! Every community entry has gotten it right! What gives?