i was 17 i had everything, i was ranked #1 in the state, i was captain of the football team, and well i at least was a member of the baseball team. the only thing that ever mattered to me was wrestling, by 17 i had been doing for 11 years. i had a lot of success my whole life in that sport. my high school years had been a let down for the most part to this point. so i would run, running was the answer. my heart would pound my lungs would ache, but i would still run. my sophmore year was ok i made it to state, and did ver well for my age. i wanted to win, winning was the only way that i would be happy. so i would train more, i never could train enough morning practices running at lunch, team practice in the afternoon. after all that i would go to the gm and lift for about 2 hours. the gym is where you make the difference, one more rep ten more pounds it never ends. so i would run, running was the onl place that i was free. i didn't have someone telling me to go harder it just was a street and me. i hated cutting weight but it was a necessary evil to do my best, so i did it with the best of them. 5 pounds today, 10 pounds next week. it sucks m coach would say, "why do you let yourself gain so much weight over the weekend?" i had no answer, so i would run even more. the season was almost over, and i had done as expected. as i said i was ranked #1 in the state, and was undefeated and had only had one real close match the whole season. then in the semifinals it happened, somehow i was on my back. i scrambled as quickly as possible to get off eventually getting out of bounds. i looked at the score and for the 1st time all season i was behind. the score was 6-2 and there wasn't much time left. i started shooting one takedown would make it 6-4. about 30 seconds left now, i let him go 7-4, shoot another takedown. now it's 7-6, i see the kid with the towel i have to go for it one more takedown. 8-6 i shoot and hear "TIME". i'm laying on the mat, he's runnning and jumping all over the mat. the only thing i can do is get up and shake his hand. then i run, because i have no idea what else to do.