Prompt: Write about a moment when you had to step out of your comfort zone.
Prompt Response: When I started wrestling I hadn't done a sport in years or anything involving cardio. Then jumping into wrestling was a challenge to say the least. I couldn't breathe and I felt like a loser for months. It took a long time but eventually I got my footing and expanded my gas tank. I used to dread matches now I look forward to them.
Summary: We read fences during class.
Reflection: I have a love hate relationship with wrestling. Though starting out it was all hate. I don't know how I kept at it for so long with that hatred. Eventually I got better and I still remember winning my first match. I still cherish that win, due to how much effort I had to put forward to achieve it.
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