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One out of college, one attending at Coe College, one in high school and one in middle school. However, Voss’s sons are following in his wrestling footsteps. One is wrestling on the Coe College traveling team, and one is wrestling at tournaments on saturdays and sundays. His coaching on the mat for years has reflected on the people around him that he loves the
So when the first day of the season came, I went to the first practice. After the first I wanted to quit. My whole entire body was sore and I was exhausted. I stuck it out and realized that the sport isn 't bad at all. So next season I really tried hard and became Toll Gate High School 's first Division
“Ivan staggered a few yard, then stopped at the stone wall that surrounded his house, and bent over. A swell of nausea rose from his gut. His diaphragm jerked tight, and he vomited. Good Run. Damn Good Run.”
Brett’s eyes glassed over, and suddenly it wasn’t a hot day in September; it was 1989. A much thinner and more athletic “coach” ran with great fervor. By his side was another high school student. The two’s chemistry was simply astounding: weaving in and out of defenders like a seamstress needle through a tightly knit scarf.
I enjoy outdoor sports/activities, such as, trapshooting, hunting, and fishing just with my family or friends. More competitively I also play varsity basketball, football, track, baseball at my high school and have succeeded in receiving many honors while playing these sports in the past years. But these awards and accolades are not the true reason why I love and enjoy sports so much. This past summer I had the privilege to coach and ref a youth league at my high school with hundreds of future Wahlert students and hopeful basketball players. It was really cool for me to do this because I remember being a kid in the camp when I was younger and looked up to the varsity players coaching like they were gods almost.
When I was younger, I always wanted to be someone famous like a singer, an actress, or even an astronaut. But one day I came across a sport, but this was not just any boring sport to me, it was a sport that I knew I wanted to do for a career or even until I grew old. It might just be a ball and bat to some people but to me it felt more than a sport. It felt like an endless vacation from everything going bad in my life. That sport is softball.
This summer, I had to turn my back on something that has been close with me since I was eight. My dance studio closed, I had been going there since I was eight. To be honest, when I first started, I was terrible. But weren’t we all when we first started the sport that we loved? Six years later, I am still dancing and even more than I had when I first started.
I was amazed at the many opportunities present such as Latin dance, fencing, softball and the chance to have a second home. The opportunity’s that sparked my eye the most was fencing. To feel the power of your arm wining down as the blade of the sword swiftly runs through your opponent’s suit was a feeling that compared to nothing else. From getting kicked down because I was the only girl to the basics of advancing to retreat. To the warm ups with music, the white armor, the different sword and learning about their past everything amazed me about the sport, movement and history I knew it would be something I would eventually love to do.
The Truths and Myths about Weight Management for Wrestling In today’s world, there are many truths and myths about weight management for wrestling. As a wrestler, one may expect to be pressured to lose weight in order to move down a weight class and wrestle more ideal competition. However, it is unfortunate that the practice of losing weight by not eating, restricting fluid intake, and over-exercising reduces the enjoyment of the sport.
All through school, I would find myself actively participating in one sport to another. I loved being active and thinking only of what I wanted to do. Life has a way of becoming a reality. The choices I made during my younger years have followed me to my current years. The busyness of work, family, and children have restricted my own freedom of time.
My First Wrestling Match There were about two weeks before my first wrestling match. After a tough practice, I went to check my weight like everyone else does, and my heart sunk as I realize that I am six pounds over my weight class. The weight class I am wrestling in is one hundred and thirteen pounds, but I weigh one hundred and nineteen. I was very nervous that my coach would find out and be displeased with me. I began to worry because being six pounds over meant that I could only eat a little bit each day, and work extra to lose all of the weight.
Most people my age have a passion for playing sports, but my passion in life is a little different than most. I grew up living on a farm and being around cattle ever since I could walk has been apart of my life, which brought me to one of the reasons why I have a passion for showing cattle. People often wonder why I love showing cattle so much and what the point of it is, but there are so many reasons why I have grown the love for it. There is just something special about the feeling of your heart racing when you walk into the show ring or the handshake from the judge telling you that all your hard work has payed off. The life lessons, the memories, the friends, and the love my family
My passion for track and field began with a Nike advertisement. At age ten, I opened the newspaper to a two-page spread of the hometown distance running legend Steve Prefontaine overlaid by a paragraph of inspirational copy. It concluded asking, “Where is the Next Pre?” The story of his small town Oregon roots, gutsy racing style, and ambition to be the best resonated with me like nothing ever had before. I told myself I was the next Pre, and then tore off for my first run through the streets of Eugene, Oregon – “Tracktown USA”.
Being challenged in life is inevitable, being defeated is an option. At some points in my life I’ve hated the sport of wrestling. At other I’ve never loved anything more. All in all, wrestling has taught me a lot about myself. When i placed at the state tournament, I learned that no matter where someone comes from they can do big things, if they have the right mindset and the determination.
As I sit here after the end of my last wrestling season, I write this essay mostly for myself, reflecting on where my life has gone. Avon Athletics, in specific wrestling, has been there every step of the way. In packets put together by the wrestling head coach, I read about how great the sport of wrestling is from the perspective of a state qualifier. I want to share a different perspective. I want to share the perspective from a wrestler who has lost the passion for the sport he once loved; but also a wrestler who will never regret a single moment of time spent on the mat.