Ugh. Ollie and I went to Southern Hills on a pretty nice night. I wasn’t expecting much and my left knee was still hurting pretty bad. Little did I know that since I haven’t been stretching like normal or skating like normal my whole body felt like a sack of potatoes. It was horrible. I seriously couldn’t ollie. Not the same for Ollie though. He was ripping. Full speed mongo push ollies down the two stair, nose grab flyouts out of the handicap ramp, silly-start-of-a-run flip the board and jump on it, smiles for days. John showed up for a bit. He kept it pretty mellow too, but the switch slappy noseslides are seriously the hotness. We had to be back before 9 for Ollie’s bedtime. I sat depressed with ice on my knee feeling at least 80 years old.

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