{"id":18235,"date":"2020-08-18T19:20:00","date_gmt":"2020-08-18T23:20:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=18235"},"modified":"2020-08-19T12:22:03","modified_gmt":"2020-08-19T16:22:03","slug":"day-158-feeling-my-age","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=18235","title":{"rendered":"Day 158: Feeling My Age"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Riding my bicycle today, I reached a point at which my heart was hammering and I felt a little nauseous. I told Livia that I had hit my limit. Livia tried to encourage me. She said, &#8220;You should push past your limits.&#8221; I replied, &#8220;At your age you can do that, and it will make you better. At my age, it&#8217;ll give you a heart attack.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yeah, I know that that wasn&#8217;t the most inspirational or cheerful thing to say to a child. And one could debate whether or not it was only prudence that made me stop. But none of that changes the fact that what I said is true. I <em>am<\/em> getting old, and lately I have been really feeling my age \ud83d\ude41<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Riding my bicycle today, I reached a point at which my heart was hammering and I felt a little nauseous. I told Livia that I had hit my limit. Livia tried to encourage me. She said, &#8220;You should push past &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=18235\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[10,456,607],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18235"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=18235"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18235\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18243,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18235\/revisions\/18243"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=18235"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=18235"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=18235"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}