Just realized that I wrestled for the 1st time postpartum just 1 year ago. I remember how not ready I was for that day at the US Open/ nationals. So many things were going on🤯 - I was breastfeeding my twins & wrestling. - Part of my tooth fell out and I couldn't open my mouth without pain. Ended up wrestling with a retainer and a mouth guard in top & bottom. -My parents were in the middle of a divorce and then being there near each other was messy. -We were planning/prepping a move to California. I felt tired. I felt weak. I felt slow. I hadn't been cleared to sprawl or do much defense or do so many core exercises. I stepped on the mat to see if trying for an Olympic team was going to be possible. I took 2nd that day and realized I could try. I left that event & realized I was tired, weak and slow but I was smart and I was brave. I don't regret trying and I'm proud of looking at that situation and saying I'll figure it out. Wrestling is a hard sport and I found ways to bring joy...