{"id":497,"date":"2005-08-30T08:21:00","date_gmt":"2005-08-30T13:21:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lawrencem94.sg-host.com\/?p=497"},"modified":"2005-08-30T08:21:00","modified_gmt":"2005-08-30T13:21:00","slug":"the-boys-of-summer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/?p=497","title":{"rendered":"The Boys of Summer&#8230;.."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/spinningathena.blogspot.com\">Kristin<\/a> and I were chatting the other day (well, like, we chat EVERY day during the work week, and even sometimes extra on the weekends), about the young men, well, ok, they&#8217;re basically boys, on the Rockhurst Cross-Country team, and how we see them as we&#8217;re driving in to work and they are running along in little packs, all lean and young and did I mention they&#8217;re young? They make me feel old, but they also make me feel a little lusty-old-lady-ish, and I&#8217;m not sure why, since I like my men BEEFY. Perhaps it&#8217;s just all that youth in motion. <\/p>\n<p>So on Saturday, I snapped a pic of a similar group running in a race. Nothing says creepy like a middle-aged woman DRIVING and pointing her camera out her passenger window at young men. <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/5985\/480\/1600\/100_0322.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/5985\/480\/400\/100_0322.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>In my defense, I took a bunch of random pictures on my drive:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/5985\/480\/1600\/100_0328.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/5985\/480\/400\/100_0328.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This one makes me kinda carsick, but I still like it:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/5985\/480\/1600\/100_0326.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/5985\/480\/400\/100_0326.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Kristin and I were chatting the other day (well, like, we chat EVERY day during the work week, and even sometimes extra on the weekends), about the young men, well, ok, they&#8217;re basically boys, on the Rockhurst Cross-Country team, and how we see them as we&#8217;re driving in to work and they are running along [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/497"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=497"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/497\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=497"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=497"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=497"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}