My legs felt better then the day before. I thought I could maybe skate decent. Got to the park before those dudes and it was quite crowded. Cameron was there doing nollie front foot flips over the hip. I started in the blue bank area and quickly realizes that although my legs were less sore then the day before, they weren’t working. I skated the little bowl for a bit and managed a run with a corner grind and a front slash on a new spot. That felt good and then I slammed the next three tries on the corner grind. Argh. Chad and Kit showed and somehow we ended up skating the little steep bank behind the jersey barriers. It ended up being fun. Chad killed it with front tail, front feebs, manual. I worked up to front feebs. Kit worked up to back blunt, took a few slams and got it. Pretty sick. Then we skated the main street section. I tried to manual the pier 7 thing and ran into it. I was so bummed. Kit and Chad ripped it. I was super depressed about my skating. I managed a boardslide on the long ledge, but other then that I felt old and really old. Luckily the lights shut off and it was time to go. But no, Chad had other ideas. A game of SKATE in the parking lot. I tried a front shove and almost died. Chad listened to me complain about arthritis for awhile then I ended up putting it together. We all had SKAT when the parking lot lights shut off, but I had landed some tricks and felt better about skating. Once again flat ground saved the day. Maybe I should just stick with it. Skating with those guys was fun. I hate arthritis though.