So lets just say you go to wrestling school and you do about 100 times better than you thought you were going to do. The only thing you have the slightest bit of trouble with is corner turn buckles, but that is it. You and your brother are picking things faster than the chumps that have been there for at least 2 months, infact those guy both hurt each other and them selfs. Also one of those chumps punches you in the face when he messes up and irish whip, but your work with one of their pros and he even comments about the bumps your taking at 350lbs and is very impressed by you and your bro. You have 4 inch wide foot long bruises across your shoulders, kidneys and buttcheeks, but you cant wait for more. Then you find out you have to take a week off because the ring will be out of town this weekend.
Great you get an extra week off and you get the gym because cardio counts. Then when you hit the gym you find out that you don't weigh 350lbs. you way 435lbs. and your pissed for about a week. Then your pumped because your realize that all that stuff that was said about you doing great for a 350lb man makes you think that for a 435lb guy you had to be doing even better so you can't wait to get back into the ring.
Then you find out 2 day after you stop sulking that your wrestling teacher has been kicked out of the building that you where training in and possible out of the territory. You also find out that moving to portland was a fools mistake because your brother worked less and
made more. You had a job that was easy as hell and a dog that ruled and the space to let him run.
Well that is how this is going for anyone that wanted to know.