I have found my workout heaven. It’s a place where I’m accepted, I belong, and I feel motivated to do my best. But first, let me tell you what my workout heaven is NOT.
I have been a Chicago Cubs fan for as long as I can remember. Before I even knew the difference between a ball and a strike, I proudly wore Cubby Blue. I’m not a Cubs fan because I’m a North Sider and I’m certainly not a fan because of their track record. No, I am a fan because the Cubs were my grandpa’s team, so they are my team.
“Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strength.” I love this quote! But sometimes we have to ask ourselves … now what? How are we supposed to deal with the natural anxieties of life? I think we can begin to answer that question by understanding the mechanisms of anxiety.
Well hello there! Welcome to my Oy! post, “Loving the Little Things,” a post that could have also been titled, “Enjoying the Small Stuff” or “Appreciating the Wee Wonders” or “Insert Synonym-Filled Title Here.”
Every now and then, I think about a little girl I was lucky enough to meet when I first started working at JUF News.
I’ll always remember the day I told my parents about my decision to become more observant. I was in Israel with knots in my stomach, unsure of how they’d respond to my decision.