Every morning, I run.
In the rain and in the wind, I run. Even when the baby did not sleep all night – or more likely that I did not sleep all night, because I have too much work to do – I run.
I am a runner.
The art of running, as I like to call it, has been a consistent part of my life since I was 14. I first learned about the sport in high school in Kansas, when I was informed that as a short Jewish girl I was unlikely to make the varsity basketball team and should find another passion. The cross-country coach saw my 90-pound frame squat 180 pounds and recruited me to his team.
I will never forget that first season, running on streets, trails, in meadows and up hills with nothing but a pair of tennis shoes and determination. I felt so free, yet so focused. By spring, I was the team captain, training two-a-days with the boys’ team and completely addicted.
Nearly 30 years later, I have lived in four states and two countries, I’ve been a rebbetzin and a reporter, a vice president and an editor-in-chief, been married, divorced and remarried, given birth to five children and am helping raise two stepkids, but I have never stopped running. It is the one hour each day that I leave my cellular phone on the table and my children and my work behind to be alone with myself.
Each step is creativity, clarity, realignment and a reminder that I can make it through whatever comes my way that day.
WELCOME TO the Magazine’s new monthly column “Running uphill.”
Editor Erica Schachne and I started talking about the need for this column, because we are both involved in many online professional and personal groups where people are regularly looking for advice on how to manage their busy schedules. These individuals are searching for a secret sauce or magic formula for how to balance their children and work and a clean house and cooking healthy food, and, and, and.
I am asked for advice on a regular basis. I assume it is because I…
Read the full article at https://www.jpost.com/Opinion/The-art-of-visualizing-success-596693