It Starts Somewhere

Scarcely a year ago, I only knew 3 things about wrestling.

1. It existed.
2. It was somehow distinct from other fight-y things because it was “fake.”
3. The Rock, Hulk Hogan, and some guy from Predator were all former wrestlers turned actors according to my family & friends.

It’s hard to say what’s more astonishing to me a year later - that my boyfriend is training to be a wrestler and I KNOW STUFF about it, or that when I talk to people about my boyfriend training to be a wrestler, more often than not they respond with something along the lines of “I used to watch wrestling when I was a kid!”

Where was I as a child? How did I miss out on this phenomenon? Why did these people stop watching when they got older?

All questions I ponder, but can’t answer.

But there is a question these people keep asking me in return - “what’s that like, having your boyfriend doing wrestling all of a sudden?”

Ah friends, now that I CAN answer, but it will take some time. So stay tuned if you’re interested in the tale of a wrestler’s road to the ring, as told from those ringside. It starts with… laundry.