I wrestled for two years and was steadily ranked last in New York City for that entire time. As someone who had only really done stuff I was good at before (academics) and who was a chronic perfectionist, this caused constant emotional turmoil. Eventually, I learned to enjoy the sport for its own sake and for the camaraderie I built with my teammates, many of whom I still see today when we are in college. This new, laid-back attitude paid...