The Beginning

Let me begin this by saying that my goal when I started training was to never make it a career for several reasons. One reason being that I have never been a huge fan of wrestling to begin with. I watched with my pops back in the day when Hulk Hogan was huge and that was pretty much it. I thought it was all fake. My goal was NEVER to make it big somewhere especially with WWE because no. Here's how my journey into this shady industry came about.

My sister was dating someone who was a big wrestling fan. Every weekend they were attending different shows and she would come home and just tell me that I needed to go and that I really should try to meet this one particular wrestler. Me being me I was like, "Um, no thanks." I believed all of that shit was fake so what would be the point in me going to a show. But the more her and I talked about this particular wrestler, I realized that we had actually already matched on Tinder MONTHS prior to this and I just didn't put the two together. Naturally, I messaged him and asked if he was a wrestler by chance and the conversation started. Two weeks later, I was headed to a show with my sister to check this wrestler out in person and to see what all of this wrestling was all about.

Once I was there and the show had started, I was hooked. I immediately told my sister that I could totally do the shit that they were doing in the ring. Luckily for me, the promoter and owner of the building was there and I told him after one of the shows that I thought that I could see myself getting in the ring and doing what all of the guys were doing. He told me when practice was held and invited me to their Greensburg show that next night. I was literally at every Friday night show after that initial first show and practices on Sundays and Tuesdays.

There was no denying that I had a new passion in my life, but it wasn't necessarily a passion as it was just something to do. I wanted to see if I could do it. You see, I have the tendency to do those types of things. For instance, my parents signed me up for gymnastics and I did it long enough to land a back handspring by myself and then I was done. I made the cheerleading squad and I did it for one season and I was done. I joined drama club and was in "The Wizard of Oz" as one of the three ballerina munchkins and that was the only year I was in drama. Fifth grade, I was on the volleyball team and was a baller. I practiced all of the time and once the season was over, so was my interest in it. In all of those cases, I wanted to see if I could do it and I did. That was it. Wrestling truly was the same.

Where I practiced at, it was all guys that I had to practice with so they were not at all easy on me. Why should they be? I mean every time I had been at a show I was in some type of outfit that people in the wrestling crowds don't typically wear at indie shows. I wore heels and now I'm hopping in a ring with the guys. I think it was my second or third practice and boss man told one of the cockier guys to give me my first suplex. As soon as I hit the floor, I didn't even think about the pain or what the hell just happened and I just jumped right back up and was ready for whatever was next. And as I sit here and think back to the beginning of all of this, I find myself missing it but it's not the actual industry I miss. It's the workout I got, the euphoria I felt getting body slammed and monkey-flipping and being a bitch for a gimmick when in reality, I truly am a bitch.

All of the good things that I saw and felt with my experience with my training and managing went good to nonexistent while I was out for a neck injury. My neck injury, well neck injuries, helped me be able to sit out, sit back and observe not just what was going on at training or shows but in the locker rooms and outside of the building. When I finally had my neck surgery, it took me getting with my boyfriend to realize that this was probably a mistake getting involved in this business from the beginning.

Walking away was inevitable because I proved to myself that I was able to get in the ring with all of the guys and take the bumps just like they do but my neck injury cut it super short which I am more than 100% content with and thankful for. It's one hell of a shady industry with a lot of shady and disgusting people. With those though, there are some good ones and they are the ones that I stay in contact with the best that I can.

With each post, I'll let everyone in on what I experienced during my training and managing days.

Until next time...