All I knew was that I would never feel so terrible again. During off season, I started training with a lifting coach to become stronger. I ran sprints to keep in shape. I attended wrestling clubs that kept me on top of my game. When my junior year started, my determination intensified. A typical day included going to the gym when the door opened, lifting in my first period, training at after school practice, and then finishing the day with a four mile run. Miraculously, I was able to keep up my school work despite taking a heavy course load. I was wrestling at my best and I could feel the difference compared to previous years. That year, I got fourth at State. While it was not the State Championship I had originally set my eyes on, I counted this as a win. I made a huge comeback and even placed higher than girls who beat me the year before. Now, whenever I do not succeed at something. I do not get myself down, but rather strategize how I will be better next time. That year of “failure” has taught me that I cannot change the past, so I should not dwell. Yes, it was heartbreaking to have something out of my control affect my life so much. However, without adversity and challenges, victory would not taste so