So I am two wrestling meets (three matches) into the season. Things aren't easy, but I never expected them to be. I like the challenge and I want to be able to get really good-- that's not going to happen if the boys baby me or go easy on me, so I am grateful for the people who push me. I haven't won any matches yet, but I am lasting a little longer after every match. At least I think I am, I don't really want to know for now (until I get better). I am even grateful to the guy who tackled me the second the whistle was blown without even circling or hand-fighting or anything. It sucked, and he was a jerk, but he prepared me in his own way. I guess forgiveness is one of those things that comes easier with age, because lately I haven't held on to any grudges. I am also grateful to my team- they support me and push me and care for me without babying me or making me feel lousy. I love it. They are all helping me to be better, and I can't wait to see how the season progresses.