Wrestling is, of course, a horribly brutal sport. Even in practice it's common to end up bruised, battered, and bleeding as a result of intense wrestling from your closest of friends. It's Fight Club without the appeal and suave of Brad Pitt and Ed Norton. A month ago I separated a muscle on the left and lower side of my rib cage(oblique). The pain has mostly been dull, throbbing and sensitive to pressure on the area or any stretching or sit-up type of movement. A month later the pain has decreased by about 33% while mobility and flexibility has increased 33%. Today I was put into a situation that exposed my character a little and I'm still not sure if I was right.

Wrestlers want to act, appear, and think like tough sons of bitches. For some, they are willing to compromise this attitude for anything. 90 minutes into today's practice I paired up with a guy 20 pounds heavier than me who I knew was very good. For the first few minutes he controlled tie ups and was close on one shot before finally taking me down in a front headlock series. Immediately legs came in stretching my left side out to it's maximum. Excruciating pain set in, then short frustration from being in this position by getting taken down and letting boots come in, and it was at the moment that I had to decide if I was either going to get to stomach and build a base or if I was going to just bail out on wrestling him. The season is long, my pride is where it should be, and I'm an intelligent, relentless, ferocious competitor who is confident in my abilities to perform under the most unfortunate of circumstances when it's appropriate.

So far on the year;
Puerto Rico; (1-2)
Georgia;(4-1)
Alumni(1-0)