Becky Lynch: The Man: Not Your Average Average Girl

by Rebecca Quin

“If you talk too much about your dreams, they get lost in the wind.”

Maybe “kneecapped” means something different in England. Maybe he got cute little hats to keep his knees warm.

If there is one thing that fires me up more than anything, it’s being told that I can’t do something or I’m not good enough.

what is life if not for taking big, bold risks, especially when it can change the outlook of a generation?

When the possibility of achieving your dreams simply lies at the end of a round of burpees, do the fucking burpees.

Better to beg for forgiveness than ask for permission.

But if you don’t ask, you don’t get.

No matter how hard you work or how deserving you might be, there will always be people there to negate and dispute your worthiness.

Anyone could be The Man. It didn’t matter your background or your gender or what you do. You just needed to claim your greatness and not let anyone tell you differently.

My body is my paintbrush, the ring is my canvas, and the moves are my paint.

I am not your average average girl.