It was raining almost all day until I got off work and started heading to Ft Collins. I stopped at Fossil and to my surprise it was dry so I hit up Chad. My skating started off so bad. I couldn’t pop to save my life. Then I started to feel better for a bit and thought things would start working out. Wrong. Chad got there and started ripping immediately. His first trick was a long manual to 5-0. I had done a few of the basics like noseslides, boardslides and took awhile to get crooks. 50s were hard. Chad was trying lines starting at the bottom of the park and going up the 3 stair then hitting the ledge. He had switch front 180 up every try, switch heel up first try, front 180s easy. I tried to ollie up the 3 and did the funniest weirdest ollie ever. Somehow I kind of fire crackered up the stairs. It made me even more depressed about my skating. I tried to clean it up, but couldn’t. I ended up giving up and trying crooks shove for awhile. Got close. At least crooks are fun. Chad was trying a line of f/s 180 up the 3, halfcab heel up the ledge, f/s flip the Carrol gap. He never quite got it. Then I left for MRKT. I was really bummed on how my legs shut down. It was really cold. Maybe that was it, because when I got to my car my fingers could barely grasp my key to unlock the door.