The wrestling season came to an abrupt end with the West Coast Conference (WCC) on Sunday, February 28th. A month prior to the tournament, my right shoulder was still injured with a shoulder impingement which is just a fancy shmancy medical terminology meaning the tendons of your rotator cuff is being compressed causing irritation and pain when moving your arm in certain directions. With that in mind, I neglected to go to half of the practices offered, but lifted weights and built up my cardio instead.

I've been going through some tough times as of late, but this last tournament was the thing that kept me focused and alleviated some of the drama in my life. I'm going to backtrack and talk about WCC.

The day before WCC, I returned home with Andrew W. to Newark to watch the North Coast Section of high school wrestling. All I gotta say is that these wrestlers are better than me. Even more of a reason for me to go right? Watched some good wrestling while trying to take in what I can and learn from them. Drove back to San Jose around nine PM only to find out that I was barely on weight and Andrew was way overweight. To solve this problem, we ran for about 20 minutes and went out to the bars for Sunny's birthday where we sweated our asses off cutting water weight. I went home only to be extremely depressed about Kim. Following that, my friend and I talked on the phone for quite some time and before I realized it, the time was 5:30.

Not your usual night before a tournament... I was dead tired during my matches due to the lack of sleep. My legs were sore and weak because of dancing. However, I can say I ended up placing 2nd. Here is one of my matches caught on camera... notice house I get progressively lazier/slower/sloppy.



I am perfectly content with ending my season with a silver medal. Once I got home it was a nap and then some afterwards.





Congrats to all who placed and/or wrestled well.