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Personal Narrative Wrestling
During my sophomore year I was wrestling and I was on track to qualify for state I was beating many good people; in December, at one tournament I was wrestling and I ended up breaking my thumb. After I broke my thumb I was out for about three months so that hurt me really bad. It was hard for me to train while I had my cast off, but after I got it off I had a week before regionals to get ready and I had about ten pounds to lose and it would be hard for me to qualify for state. Once I got to regionals I started wrestling I was doing good I won my first two matches by pin; then in my semi finals match I was wrestling against the number one seed and he was pretty tough. While I was wrestling him I started off good and was beating six to two, …show more content…
I knew it was not the end of the world and I had to bounce back. I kept working hard and still working out and attending many practices. I kept wrestling and I got back on the right track and was wrestling and beating many good people. Then during state duals I was wrestling the same state champion that beat me earlier that season, and I demolished him this time I beat him eleven to four. Once I got to regionals I was wrestling good beat my first two opponents and then went won in the semi finals seven to one. I was in the finals I had already qualified for state I was really happy I ended up losing. When I went to the state tournament I started my first match and I lost to a kid I should of beat, but I did not give up I started wrestling through the back side of the bracket and I made it all the way to the consolation semi finals I lost to a guy I could of beat and was wrestling for fifth place. I was wrestling the kid that beat me the first match so I was nervous. I knew I could beat him I ended up beating him seven to four. The moral of this story is you can accomplish anything you want to as long as you work hard and have
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