Izzy remembered the fear and anxiousness she used to feel before matches, but lately she hadn't been so worrisome over her fights. The redhead wasn't exactly the best or the meanest, but she felt satisfied with the progress she had made as a wrestler, and how far she had developed beyond the push over she once was.
Izzy was already ever so slightly sweaty when she walked out to the ramp, having spent 10 minutes doing stretches and then light pre match exercises, she always felt more comfortable in a match if she had already got her body into action with some warm ups.
Izzy waved happily to the crowd who responded to her with a modest, but entirely positive reaction. The redhead couldn't help but smile as she made her way down to the ring and rolled under the bottom ropes, it just made her so happy to know that people were starting to recognise and like her. After entering the ring Izzy bowed to the crowd at each side of the ring, before then going to a corner and removed her brown fur skirt that covered the shorter one underneath, and waiting there patiently, stretching her arms out and doing some breathing exercises, trying to keep her body in action mode.