2019 is the year I will [try to] become a wrestler.

Okay, so I'm going to just tell a story, as opposed to go through my week in chronological order.

Friday night I went to my friend Cecelia's birthday thing. I carry around a WWE belt fanny pack as my bag. A lot of people compliment it, and I always feel obligated to cut a promo on people who say they want my belt.

So Cecelia leaves, but I cut a promo on one of her friends, and it always goes to "oh you're pretty good at that" and me saying how I wish I could be a wrestler, but that ship sailed, and I don't think there's a wrestling gym/school in my area. I've googled a whole bunch. Nothing ever came up!

This girl was like "oh no, a girlfriend of mine dated a guy who did this wrestling promotion. When i met them they wanted me to join a tag team"

and Im like

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So I get the info, and I've already been drinking. And I go to another party and drink some more. And I keep telling myself to fill this out sober. I go to bed.

And I wake up hungover at 5am. And I have to keep telling myself to just go back to bed. Just go back to bed and wait till the morning.

I fill out the contact form on the website Saturday morning. I go to silks class but I can't stop checking my email. I go about the rest of my day.

Sunday I get a phone call. Who calls these days? Mostly telemarketers and scams. I don't answer the call.

There's a voicemail. Its the school's owner.

So I have to call him back. and God. I was so nervous. But I called! And he said to come to the school Monday and just check it out.

Monday. I'm... elated. As it gets closer to time to leave work, I am like shaking I am so excited.

Oh my god. I was marking out the entire time at the gym. Just. Smiling. In awe! Like! AAAAAAA And of course I talk to him, and he's so cool. Everyone's so cool. This is my home. This is my family. This is-

A huge time commitment. Its relatively affordable. But Monday, Wednesday, Friday 7 to 10. Saturdays are our shows. Every week!

And god i'm ready for my life to be consumed lol

I of course sign up. Duh. You thought I'd go there and not sign a contract and throw away my money???

He'd trained a few women wrestlers i'd heard of. Men too. Because my DW is hella fucking vague, I'm not going to say my school, but DM me if you want to know. I want to make sure this is a place where I can, yanno, still write and not be known who I am. I feel bad for not writing it because I am proud, but I also want my town, my name, etc kinda vague.

At any rate, I am training to be a pro wrestler in 2019. HELL. YES.

I still wake up wondering why tf I am doing this. But, I won't know if I don't try. I, honestly, have pretty good physique (its about to get better) and I have a good, expressive face. I know I basically have to role play cis 100% of the time because there are not any non-binary wrestlers. But who CARES? I will happily tumble around in my underwear around strangers!!! I WANT TO BE A WRESTLER!!!!




Okay, non-wrestling stuff. Friday I went to Cecelia's b-day thing, and, on top of literally changing my life forever, it was a good time. All her friends are really fucking cool.

After that I went to Nicole's b-day thing which was also fun! I saw Josh who I hadn't seen in a year, and it was a great time. We played music around a bonfire and mostly just hung out. it was perfect. I left a little early cuz I went to pick up Z and he was tired and wanted to go home.

Saturday was Silks. It was just me and another girl, and i felt like she shouldn't really be in 2? she didn't know footlocks well? eeesh. I mean, I don't mean to be so judgmental. But it literally says when you sign up for silks 2 to be familiar with footlocks. Oh, I'm still going to be doing silks while doing wrestling. At least for now. My aerials gym has me locked in till July anyway. And Tuesday is a day off. And saturday morning isn't saturday night. lol i'm about to live in the gym and look real jacked, baby.

Afterwards Z worked at the brewery and I had a bunch of things i /could/ have done. But I just stayed home and hung out.

Sunday the packers let me down. We went to pizza and met Mike and J to get their house key to take care of their cat Lydia. After that we went to top golf for the brewery christmas party. It was a good time, even tho I ate too many snacks.

The cats appear to have this weird parasite. Its likely from Blue's hoarding history, although maybe he got it from the rescue I got him from. Either way, I get to treat them, and then hopefully their diarrhea will finally be over!! But, I think they also have ringworm. I am NOT excited about all that. Waiting to hear back from the vet to confirm that.

I found out also, sadly, Todd, who is my friend, Was my dad's friend, has lung cancer. They caught it early. But Todd is a connection to my dad and I'm so mad he's sick. And sad. I love him. Honestly, i feel a little bad being so excited while he's sick. But I told him as time allows, I will totally help him out since he's in town.

This week, well, after I signed up for the wrestling school, hasn't been much. I still went to silks since I need the upper body strength anyway. I'm about to no longer do DDR for cardio which I'll probably miss eventually, but I won't miss it for a while

I don't know if I am gonna make it far doing this wrestling thing. I don't even know if I necessarily will be any good at it. While I do aerials, any falling I do is generally assisted with fabric. (well 'cept every time i fuck up which is a lot tbh) I don't really have a background in gymnastics or anything. I don't know how to fall 'properly' really at all if I'm being honest. But I'm healthy, I'm strong, I'm in the best shape of my life.

I don't know what kind of shticks or intro music or costumes or anything to expect yet. My mind is swimming with ideas though.

Hell I didn't even re-get into wrestling till what, 3 or so years ago? I worry I'm a poser sometimes! All I did at the gym was mark out. They all made fun of me for it!

I'm just really, really excited.