{"id":9,"date":"2014-10-12T19:28:01","date_gmt":"2014-10-12T19:28:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/?p=9"},"modified":"2014-10-12T21:05:13","modified_gmt":"2014-10-12T21:05:13","slug":"a-run-through-the-woods","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/?p=9","title":{"rendered":"a run through the woods"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"p1\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-10 size-large\" src=\"http:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/IMG_1125-1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_1125\" width=\"625\" height=\"351\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/IMG_1125-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/IMG_1125-300x168.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/IMG_1125-624x351.jpg 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 625px) 100vw, 625px\" \/><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Oh, what an agony it is to be alive, and sentient, and beautiful, and able. When I run through the woods I bemoan each graceful footfall. The pines smell of vanilla and the dog barks at yearling bear cubs. I say out loud, &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry, Oso, he has no manners.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">When I was young I wished for lithe limbs and long bejeweled fingers and fine wrists like the women in Vogue. But I was born short and sturdy, a little farm girl, Sarah Jean, and it was a very long time before I realized I had my own peculiar beauty. Now I see this is the finest I will ever be, and I am pleased. My belly will always be slightly distended and jiggly, but I will continue to eat duck fat and drink beer. I just run. Running makes it all\u00a0make sense. The world hushes. It is just me and the dog, our panting, our jingling.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Oh, what an agony it is to be alive, and sentient, and beautiful, and able. When I run through the woods I bemoan each graceful footfall. The pines smell of vanilla and the dog barks at yearling bear cubs. I say out loud, &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry, Oso, he has no manners.&#8221; When I was young I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-bullshit"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":51,"href":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions\/51"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.copperandcoal.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}