Diane and Cecilia - The Beginning
By Wrestlefan
The story of how a single mom takes up competitive wrestling.


It had been a whole month now since Jason, Diane's Junior High son, had gone out for 
the wrestling team and he seemed to be totally involved in his new passion.  Diane was 
pleased that she hadn't wasted her hard-earned money on the shoes and singlets and 
other wrestling paraphernalia.  In fact, in her zeal to support her son's enthusiastic 
interest, Diane had even made a space in the garage where old high school tumbling 
mats were laid down for Jason's own little "wrestling studio".  Jason would spend hours 
out there with his wrestling dummy or with friends simulating matches.  Of course, since 
Jason was a big kid for his age, he would usually wind up pinning his opponents in pretty 
short order.

Occasionally, Jason would beg his mom to go out to the garage to help him with a move 
he was perfecting, so she would oblige him, and sometimes in a playful way she would 
turn the tables and pin him instead, even though she did not have a clue about what she 
was doing.  This was sort of a continuation of the periodic ritual of arm-wrestling which 
the two had engaged in since Jason started to get a little cocky in his adolescence.  "So 
you think you are pretty grown up now, huh?" Diane would say.  "Let's just see who is the 
strongest!"  And then they would lock arms and go.  So far, Diane has always beaten her 
son handily at arm-wrestling and she thought it necessary that Jason understand that 
she was still the one who was in charge here.  Since Jason was stronger than most boys 
in his age group, he came to think of his mom as an unbeatable Amazon.  "Boy, mom, 
those are some guns you've got there!" Jason would exclaim referring to Diane's solid 
and rounded bicep muscles.

Once, when Diane and Jason drove downstate to attend a high school wrestling 
tournament as spectators there was an unusual event.  As an exhibition between official 
tournament matches, there was high school girls wrestling each other.  The action was 
good, although it was clear that none of the girls could have competed very well in the 
real tournament.  This led Jason to remark "Gee, mom, I'll bet you could beat any one of 
those girls!"  "Yes, with a little training, I am sure that I could, Jason", was Diane's 
response. It was clear that in Jason's mind that his mom could lick just about any other 
female.

Shortly after that, Jason began to pal around with his new best friend, Emilio, who was 
the star of the Junior High wrestling squad.  All that Jason could talk about was how 
good a wrestler Emilio was.  Emilio had won all of his matches, while Jason had lost a 
couple, so Jason was pleased that the new hotshot in town wanted to be his buddy.  
Frequently, the two boys would come home together after school and work out in the 
garage and then Diane would invite Emilio to stay for dinner.  One night it got pretty 
dark, so Emilio's mom came to pick him up.  Diane had seen Cecilia before at wrestling 
meets, but they had not said much to each other.  Diane thought that Cecilia was not 
very lady-like as she prowled the mat apron shouting encouragement to her son during 
the matches.  Cecilia also seemed to know the wrestling lingo, too, shouting stuff like 
"Crossface him, Emilio!" and "Watch out for the ankle pick!"  And she always wore her 
signature black tights and either blue or white wrestling shoes.  This woman is really into 
the wrestling thing!

So, now, here she was in Diane's living room, having a soda and chatting about wrestling!  
"Do you wrestle, also?" inquired Cecilia, getting right to the point.  You could tell that 
Cecilia was sizing Diane up, too.  Diane was a little shocked.  "No, not really, but 
sometimes I do let Jason practice on me."  "Well, I have been teaching Emilio for a couple 
of years now, myself.  My ex-husband taught me the sport when we were first married, 
and we used to have some dandy matches.  He was not a very good loser, though!"  Now, 
Diane was sizing up Cecelia.  She was perhaps five inches shorter than the statuesque 5-
10 brunette beauty, but had a pretty stocky build with thick, powerful limbs.  "Well if you 
ever feel in the mood to wrestle, let me know, Diane", Cecelia offered.  "I haven't really 
found anyone to wrestle with since we left Texas, so it would be good to get back into it."  
With that seed planted, Cecelia and Emilio hopped into their Toyota and went out into 
the night.

"Isn't Emilio's mom cool?" opined Jason.  "Emilio tells me that his Mom is way out of his 
league in wrestling, and she even could take his Dad!"  And then the 90's version of the 
age-old "My dad can beat your dad" question: "Do you think you could take her, mom?"  
Diane grinned at her son and pondered the question a minute.  "Well, I'm not sure if I 
could take her or not, but I think that I might be able to give her a pretty good match."  
"Cool, mom, I'd like to see that!"

Now, Diane had been in the process of getting into the best shape of her life.  She had 
joined a health club and was on a very ambitious lap swimming program that the 
swimming coach, Steve, had laid out for her. Also, regular fast walking and weight 
machines.  There was a weight bench in the garage for Jason, and now Diane was also 
frequenting the bench area herself and doing bench presses and lots of curls.  It really 
tickled the once-skinny woman to look down at her biceps and smile with amazement.  
And all of this time, Jason was coming home with stories from Emilio about how his 
mom could take Diane with one hand tied behind her back!

One night, when Cecilia had stopped in to pick up her son, Diane said, "Hey, come over 
here a minute. I want to try something."  With that, Diane had gone over to the kitchen 
table, sat down and put her elbow on the table with her open hand raised up.  It was 
unmistakable what Diane was suggesting, so Cecilia exclaimed, "Damn, are you 
challenging me, you scrawny little thing, you?"  "What does it look like?" countered the 
hostess.  "Alright! You're on, woman!" And Cecilia sat down and placed her hand in 
Diane's grip.  The two of them jockeyed as the boys looked on with great interest, and 
then they both nodded "Go!"  With a sudden burst, Diane's arm was 2/3 down as Cecilia 
came on with a burst of power which was very impressive.  But Diane was able to halt her 
there and the Hispanic woman could go no further.  Then gradually, Diane began to take 
back the ground she had given at the get-go.  Cecilia's eyes widened and Diane was 
grimacing as she poured on all of the strength she could muster.  Slowly, but surely, the 
tall woman was overpowering the stocky powerhouse!  Finally, after what seemed an 
interminable length of time, Diane slammed Cecilia's arm to the table and let out a war 
cry!  Cecilia and Emilio were both in shock as Jason exulted "Way to go, mom!"  "Damn, 
girl, what you been eatin'?" was all Cecilia could say while Diane rubs her aching right 
arm. "Let's not do this again, OK? I think my arm is broken!" was Diane's comment.

From that nigh onward, Diane began to take a more serious interest in wrestling.  She 
watched the wrestling squad's practices more intently, took her son to see as many high 
school meets as possible, and began working out with Jason more frequently.  Although 
it was unstated, in her mind Diane seemed to know that the day was approaching when 
she would move from spectator to participant in the fascinating sport of wrestling.

Next:  Diane gets her chance to prove herself on the wrestling mat.