I'd literally laugh and take my t-shirt off next to any chicks 6 foot 3 bf, as long as he agrees to go in a cage with me afterwards.
It's inherently a short career.
Even the sh1t I would do and put plastic garbage bags cut out for your arms and legs and jumping rope. They don't allow that. I told the gym coaches to what I was doing when I did that too.
I didn't struggle with that, too much. I went from 93 pounds to 170 in 4 years freshman year to senior year.