The Secret Life of a Pro-Wrestler, Personal Experience Part Three: The Training!

This is the Secret Life of a Pro-Wrestler. If this is the first one for you, then you need to check out the others. But to follow this one check out Part 2.

Now to part three.

I have finally arrived. Well, to the FCW arena that is. I met with John Laurinitus, and he told me to be here at 10:00 AM for training.

This was my first day and I was so excited. I woke up late, but since traffic was good and I skipped breakfast, I arrived in time. But still, I was tingling all over. That quickly ended when I realized I was around people twice my size.

I met with the trainers; they told me I would have to work on certain moves, since I was a newbie—simple things, of course. I would need to get thrown around a bit to start off, so that I could get used to the bumps in the ring.

They figured a certain veteran to FCW, Eric Escobar, could help me out a bit.

"Escobar was my training partner?" I thought. One of the best guys here will be my training partner? WOW!

Then it hit me, Escobar is huge! They want me to take a bump from him?

If you are not familiar with Mr. Escobar, I implore you to find some matches on YouTube with him—a big, close to 6'6" and almost 300lb frame.

Did they want to kill me during my first day? Was I just a rag doll for them to take turns doing their finishers on?

Was there not a dummy around they could use, who did not have feeling and could take the bumps? I figured out I was going to be Escobar's dummy for the day.

When I met Eric, he was very nice. He told me he was just going to do simple things—like a suplex, scoop slam, and hip toss.

I was feeling better but still not much. The bumps alone were what I was not looking forward to in my wrestling career.

Escobar told me that, when you do moves in the ring, it is better to land in the middle.

I asked him why and he told me that landing in the middle is better, because it is softer there. Towards the end of the ring, it gets harder.

So when you see wrestlers land in the ring, they usually land in the middle more often than not.

He said he would start me off with a hip toss—probably the simplest of moves.

He asked if I was ready, and then, did a hip toss on me. It was my first bump in a wrestling ring. And it did not feel great; I will tell you that.

My back was hurting, and Escobar laughed his butt off. I think he knew it was going to hurt me.

He said, "The first ones are always the hardest, you'll get used to it."

We did a few more, then a suplex, and finally a scoop slam. My personal favorite is the scoop slam; it doesn't hurt as much.

It was only 1:00 when Escobar was done manhandling, I mean helping, to train me. I ate lunch, which was highly needed.

I came back at 3:00 PM and training was supposed to be over for the day by 5:00 PM, because there was a show at 7:00 that night.

Of course, I was in the back in the training area. There is about six to seven rings up in the back and all the bells and whistles. It was amazing, but I was in pain already.

Would I be able to take the bumps anymore? Probably not that day, but I tried. Escobar was not going to train me any longer, as he was getting ready for the show, and he also had a few other matches to get ready for later in the week.

I thanked him for helping me, but who was going to beat me up for the rest of the day? They said I could just exercise, and there would be a trainer to meet with.

I headed to the exercise area which was on the other side of the building. I thought maybe I would meet Michelle or someone with that name in the back. I must be remembering the movie Dodgeball too much.

But I didn't meet a Michelle; I met a Bob. No not the one from The Biggest Loser, but Bob Johnson.

Johnson was a nice guy but very strict. He told me he would be putting me on an exercise plan and special diet.

He was going to boost my calorie count, as he wanted me to gain weight. He figured, if I kept coming in to work out about five to six times a week, that I could gain a lot of muscle and get much bigger.

I, of course, saw no problem with eating more. But the workouts were worse than the bumps to me, if that is possible.

We did pull-ups, push-ups, dead lifts, bench presses, and running. I was in a huge sweat, and I wondered why they didn't bring me here first.

I could take the bumps in the ring, because I couldn't feel my body after the workout. I had a long road ahead of me, but everyone said I did well for my first day.

But I knew I had to get better, and I could if I kept at it.

I was told that in a few months, I was expected to get in the ring. That was if I could make it another few months.

to be continued.....