thatsummer
Active Member
My friend pointed out to me that tonight's MTV True Life was on high school wrestling. She knows how much I enjoyed my wrestling career. I didn't watch the show, but the mention of high school wrestling made me nostalgic. Those few years are my favorite memories. They are the longest period of happiness I've experienced so far.
What was it about high school wrestling that made me so happy and kept my interest for so long? I question it all the time. Wrestling was a grueling sport, physically and mentally. The wrestling season was long. The practices were exhausting. Outside of practice you have to maintain a strict diet. During a match, you were all alone. You never had to share the glory of victory, but at the same time you bear the all burden of defeats. You got the highest of the highs and the lowest of the lows.
Life was simple as a wrestler. I've never been so single minded in my life. This is really weird for an INTP. My mind races and wanders. Thinking back, my mind did the same thing back then. But instead of 8 hours per day with my head in the clouds, it was more 30 mins to an hour. I guess nothing clears the mind better than risk of bodily harm if you lose focus. I loved wrestling and didnt mind doing all the mundane things so I could participate. I remember there were days I felt terrible, wasnt prepared for school, and really didn't want to get out of bed. But I got up anyway, bc we couldnt practice if we missed school.
I had respect from my peers and mentors. Wrestlers had a good reputation. I don't even know how to describe it, but people spoke and treated me different than they do now. My teachers were always interested in my well being, how my season was going, and who my next match was against. They gave me the benefit of doubt when I messed up and never accused me of wrong doing. I felt like they were happy with me, like I was doing exactly what they expected. Now days I feel like I disappoint more often than I make people happy. Other students treated me differently than my classmates now. I really dont know how to put this into words.
And my favorite thing about my wrestling career were my teammates. I havent talked to some in years, but I still consider those guys my best friends. Making good friends was easy in wrestling. It had nothing to do with popularity. I didnt have to try to impress them. Heck, I didnt even need to talk. I just showed up everyday, worked hard, and friendship just fell into place. Every once in a while there was a loud mouth, who thought he was a hotshot and disrespects everyone. We'd humbled them quickly.
Since then I've experienced micro moments of happiness. But nothing last. Do you have any experiences like this that you'd like to share?
What was it about high school wrestling that made me so happy and kept my interest for so long? I question it all the time. Wrestling was a grueling sport, physically and mentally. The wrestling season was long. The practices were exhausting. Outside of practice you have to maintain a strict diet. During a match, you were all alone. You never had to share the glory of victory, but at the same time you bear the all burden of defeats. You got the highest of the highs and the lowest of the lows.
Life was simple as a wrestler. I've never been so single minded in my life. This is really weird for an INTP. My mind races and wanders. Thinking back, my mind did the same thing back then. But instead of 8 hours per day with my head in the clouds, it was more 30 mins to an hour. I guess nothing clears the mind better than risk of bodily harm if you lose focus. I loved wrestling and didnt mind doing all the mundane things so I could participate. I remember there were days I felt terrible, wasnt prepared for school, and really didn't want to get out of bed. But I got up anyway, bc we couldnt practice if we missed school.
I had respect from my peers and mentors. Wrestlers had a good reputation. I don't even know how to describe it, but people spoke and treated me different than they do now. My teachers were always interested in my well being, how my season was going, and who my next match was against. They gave me the benefit of doubt when I messed up and never accused me of wrong doing. I felt like they were happy with me, like I was doing exactly what they expected. Now days I feel like I disappoint more often than I make people happy. Other students treated me differently than my classmates now. I really dont know how to put this into words.
And my favorite thing about my wrestling career were my teammates. I havent talked to some in years, but I still consider those guys my best friends. Making good friends was easy in wrestling. It had nothing to do with popularity. I didnt have to try to impress them. Heck, I didnt even need to talk. I just showed up everyday, worked hard, and friendship just fell into place. Every once in a while there was a loud mouth, who thought he was a hotshot and disrespects everyone. We'd humbled them quickly.
Since then I've experienced micro moments of happiness. But nothing last. Do you have any experiences like this that you'd like to share?