I have loved wrestling ever since I was a young girl. When I was 10-years-old, I would watch my younger brother’s wrestling practices from the sidelines. I learned what a good stance looked like, where to place your hands, and how to move my feet — just by watching. Back then, I tipped the scales at a whopping 80 pounds, so when my brother needed someone close to his size to drill his moves on at home, I became his practice dummy. Within just a few weeks I started learning the different positions and suddenly I was an even match for my brother. He has since outgrown me in both size and strength, but I never let him forget that I used to best him once upon a time.