Eight Weeks to Rabbi: Come Be Part of It

In high school, I was not voted “most likely to become clergy”—not that it was an option anyway. A friend of mine at the time thought it would be funny to petition for me to be voted “most clumsy.” (We’re not friends anymore.)

As I battled through my long run this week—twenty miles, the peak week of training—I felt absolutely horrible. Nothing worked. Ev…