I woke up this morning and I knew I had a hell of a sparring session awaiting me. I ate some breakfast, oatmeal and some orange juice nothing to crazy so I wouldn't upset my stomach. Today I had a sparring session with Rusty. Rusty is a tough old bastard and hes pretty grimey. You know the kind of guy always has some trick up his sleeve. Using his years of experience to bring all of us younger guys down. I was ready for him though. I geared up and was watching him as he was getting ready for are spar. He had that look about him like he wasnt expecting much but I was ready for him. I geared up and warmed up and the session began. Rustys one tough son of a bitch and hes been doing this for a long time. I knew I could only get better and learn from this experience but I still wasnt looking forward to it. I through out a fast combination but to no avail rustys guard is to strong. I tried to take him down but it resulted in an epic fail. Rusty just fired back and overwhelmed me with a torrent like wave after wave. I tried again and again throwing out relentless combinations but rusty was holding stong. He came back at me but I was ready this time, I saw weakness. We took a break I got some water and it was on again. This time I kept hitting combinations working him over hard. Using all my grip streghnth to try and take him down. My forearms were sore as shit, my back was burning even my legs felt like jello but I saw him waivering I knew I was doing damage so I pushed on and on and finally he gave. Then with one final flush all the water went down and I unclogged the damn toilet. Bitch took forever.