heavy heart makes for hard skating

After the holiday, it was a beautiful, sunny, windy, blue sky day, and although skating soaked me in sweat, when I was resting in the shade, the wind actually gave me a shiver. I only had the heart to spend an hour at the bridge, mostly tootling around at walking speed watching some masters skate, and chatting with some guys I haven't seen in around four or five months. Regarding the masters, I have to say that massive pop is more important than anything else about what makes them so good. blasting outkast doesnt hurt though.