Tag: ‘making weight’


Lorrie Mathews: A broken elbow is not a broken dream

Michele Weldon | January 29, 2012

Wrestling is a great sport and I have been involved since high school as a mat maid, my younger brother being a state qualifier in Iowa and my oldest wrestling. Garett is my baby and I was looking forward to his last two years.


10 Life Lessons I Learned Watching Wrestling

Michele Weldon | January 13, 2012

It’s Friday night and I am in a Coralville, Iowa hotel room, a little weary from the four-hour drive from Chicago west on 88 and then even west-er on 80, past texting truck drivers and horizontal snow winds, miles of empty ice-dusted fields and about 1,000 signs for Subway. I just finished putting six turkey, cheese and spinach sandwiches I made this morning and about a gallon of Vitamin Water in the small humming refrigerator for Colin to eat tomorrow after the weigh-ins for the Iowa City West quad against Apple Valley and Marmion.


Caryn Brooks: You Know You’re A Wrestling Mom (or Dad) When…

Michele Weldon | December 28, 2011

You know you’re a wrestling parent when: Beyonce sings about all the “single ladies” and you hear “all the single legs” and wonder why Beyonce has a song out about wrestling?…The smell of wrestling shoes brings back memories of matches rather than makes you sick to your stomach (ok, it might make you sick to your stomach as well)…You know more about rashes than your doctor.


Nowhere else I’d rather be: Gearing up for Colin’s final high school wrestling season

Michele Weldon | November 16, 2011

In the stands every wrestling season since 2004 I have had plenty of anxiety attacks about what work I needed to do once I got home, what I needed to get accomplished for the house or for life, how to keep all the pins juggling in the air. But it was always worth it to go, spend most of the day in a gym wearing the orange and the blue just to see what splendor my sons could create. And it was splendid, even if the gym smelled bad and the other parents were sometimes hostile and some kids cried when they lost.


WIN WIN so so on wrestling

Michele Weldon | April 12, 2011

It’s all fine and dandy and true-feeling from the bad coaches and kids who are horrible in practice to the skinny kid, Stemler, who is terrified of wrestling, to the entire team on the bus en route to their own pinning crucifixions. We also loved the brief scene with all the wrestlers piling up the stairs and out of the Flaherty basement in a blur of muscular adolescence. And Kyle’s tatoos. A lot of wrestlers have tattoos.


On Happiness and Enterprise Points as Life Lessons

Michele Weldon | December 15, 2010

I believe happiness is a byproduct of being productive, contributing to the world, even if that contribution on that day can only be measured at your address. I believe happiness is the result, not the goal. It’s the afterglow of accomplishment, the joy of doing something well, whether that is being a good friend, parent, partner or colleague.


A Champion Inspires the Huskies in Preseason

Michele Weldon | November 5, 2010

The five and a half hour ride to Cedar Falls, Iowa for the 2010 USA Wrestling Preseason Nationals was not anywhere near as much fun as the ride home. On Friday, October 29, Coach Mike Powell drove four OPRF wrestlers in his SUV, while Caryn Brooks and I followed with four more wrestlers in her […]


On Recovery, Homecoming and Preseason Wrestling

Michele Weldon | October 10, 2010

Six weeks after the flood that destroyed all the furniture, walls and floors, the basement at our house is an operational space. Thanks to a tireless handyman, plenty of paint, DuraRock, wood, vinyl tile, plaster and patience, the basement is a destination, not a disaster. It’s pre-season with downstate wrestlers here for a rigorous camp. I miss the craziness of in-season. And I am looking forward to coming home.


On Evan’s 115 Percent

Michele Weldon | March 22, 2010

Evan was born to wrestle. According to his mom, Amy, this North Florida 119 pound champion gave the sport his all and she discovered that yes, there is some crying in wrestling.


Brother, brother, brother

Michele Weldon | December 31, 2009

So we sat and watched, cheered, screamed for every Oak Park-River Forest wrestler and passed the time, ate the sandwiches we packed; I drank the Diet Coke, Brendan drank the Gatorade. Colin drank a lot of Gatorade. (This will become important later.)