{"id":1514,"date":"2012-03-09T10:09:09","date_gmt":"2012-03-09T15:09:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stories.daddytales.com\/?p=1514"},"modified":"2012-03-09T10:09:09","modified_gmt":"2012-03-09T15:09:09","slug":"going-old-school","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2012\/03\/09\/going-old-school\/","title":{"rendered":"Going Old School"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My oldest son used to be very competitive on our bike rides to school &#8211; not so much with me, but with other people on the trail. This was when had a bike with very small wheels, before his younger brother was old enough to go to school. On those mornings, the big guy and I would be riding along, chatting and having a good time, and then he&#8217;d spot some big kids.<\/p>\n<p>All the chatting would stop at that point, and he&#8217;d lean forward, pedaling ridiculously fast. As often as not, we&#8217;d catch the bigger kids, and some times we&#8217;d even pass them.<\/p>\n<p>That competitiveness has faded over the years. He still doesn&#8217;t like to let me or his younger brother to pass him, but he doesn&#8217;t try to catch every biker that goes whizzing past.<\/p>\n<p>Yesterday morning, as the three of us were riding in, we spotted some kids ahead of us that looked to be about his age.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Look,&#8221; his little brother said. &#8220;It&#8217;s &#8211; &#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I know,&#8221; the big guy interrupted.<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly, he was pedalling faster. He didn&#8217;t look any different, no intense expression or standing in his pedals or anything like that, but his feet were spinning fast enough to be a blur.<\/p>\n<p>As he pulled away,\u00a0I smiled at his little brother. &#8220;Come on,&#8221; I said. &#8220;Let&#8217;s catch him.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stood up on my pedals and leaned forward to put on speed. My oldest was disappearing down the path. He&#8217;d passed the other kids and was still going full speed.<\/p>\n<p>I blew past the other kids, my youngest hot on my heels. He called out a cheery &#8220;Hi!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>They didn&#8217;t answer. Their faces were red, their eyes intent on the road.<\/p>\n<p>Once they were far enough behind us, I called out to my oldest to stop.<\/p>\n<p>He slowed down so we could catch him, and as we pulled up, he flashed me a giant smile. No words, no laugh, just a big triumphant smile.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That was fast,&#8221; I said. &#8220;Now let&#8217;s let your brother lead for a while.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He shrugged. &#8220;Okay.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What does &#8220;going old school&#8221; mean when you&#8217;re only nine? Read on to find out!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[123,118,119],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1514","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-cute","category-daddytales-c","category-daddytales-funny"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DpYi-oq","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1514","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1514"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1514\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1514"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1514"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1514"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}