Families with no history of wrestling are less keen for their children to enter the ring.
The Princess had first hand experience of family disapproval.
"My family did not want me to be a wrestler and I trained in hiding but once I was in the ring then they had to accept what I liked," she said.
But in macho Mexico, women wrestlers find it harder than men to secure wrestling bouts, along with fame and glory.
Just like male wrestlers, female wrestlers describe themselves as professionals, but due to the poor pay they usually take other jobs and train for an hour or two in the evening.
Women in Mexico - including wrestlers - are paid about 20% less than men.
So women like The Princess fight in the shadow of the country's venerated male wrestlers.
They (men) have always fought against it, because we are women, because they are macho and they want women at home
"In the case of Lucha Libre us women wrestlers have shown that we have ability, of course we don't have the same strength as the men but we have the same techniques, the same willpower to win and to demonstrate that female wrestling is of high quality.
"As far as the other wrestlers, well they (men) have always fought against it, because we are women, because they are macho and they want women at home.
"Wrestling in front of our fellow men is always going to be the same thing, they are never going to accept that a woman is better than them in the ring.
"The fact that men don't accept us, it has helped us to stand out and be better and above all to show our achievement and willpower," The Princess told me.
Black and blue
Eager to prove how tough she was, La Princesa invited me in to the ring along with her wrestling partner.
I expected her to be gentle with her fragile guest but she wanted to prove that Lucha Libre was not completely stage-managed.
La Princesa proved she was a force to be reckoned with in the ring
"Loosen up," said Pepe Cohen, my Mexican guide, "otherwise she will have to use more force."
It was easy for him to say from the safety of the ropes.
La Princesa chucked me around the ring, slammed me onto my chest and generally battered me.
I had been expecting to risk my health and lose some dignity on my travels, but not like this.
Looking back at my entire Tropic of Cancer adventure, I think the injuries inflicted by The Princess lingered the longest.
I had black bruises, on parts of my body I could not show the camera, for more than a month. But no broken bones.
I limped from the ring unaided, received a hearty slap on the back from The Princess and we pressed on with the journey.
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