The view from my second apartment in the city. Not terrible. I loved that place and proudly negotiated the hell out of the rent.

In 10 Years

Date: January 9, 2013 at 9:31 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 52

If you’d asked me 10 years ago, “Hey, Alison (no one called me Ali then), where do you see yourself in 10 years?” I could have answered you pretty matter-of-factly.

“I’ll be living in New York City, working as an editor at Dance Spirit magazine! I’ll be in a happy relationship with a guy who knows how to cook, and I’ll take dance classes in the city all the time!”

Swap out dance classes for running laps in Central Park, and I may as well have been a psychic.

You can’t beat that. Sometimes I think, “Maybe I’ll leave NYC one day.” And then…no.

At the ripe age of 17, I had it all figured out.

I had my dreams and my goals firmly solidified and I took all the necessary steps to reach them. I went to college to major in journalism and became captain of the university’s competitive dance team. I carefully crafted my academic course load and extracurricular activities to meet what I anticipated were the needs of Dance Spirit. I applied (totally blindly, actually — I emailed someone in sales because it was the only contact information I could find online) for an internship at DS, managed to get hired and spent a summer commuting from my university in Connecticut to what I hoped would be my future home: NYC.

The view from my second apartment in the city. Not terrible. I loved that place and proudly negotiated the hell out of the rent.

I loved that internship so much, and I made sure the people there loved me back. I worked my butt off and I was constantly pitching stories, crafting new ideas and trying to be innovative, even if some of my “brilliant ideas” were so far-reaching they could never work.

I dreamed big.

Huge.

When my internship ended, I stayed in touch with the editors I worked with. As I wrapped up my senior year (also known as the year I spent waitressing, drinking and powering through classes hungover), I did a few freelance articles for Dance Spirit. And the day I graduated, I made sure they knew I was ready for hire.

I have a degree, now start paying me!!!

It took a “frustrating” three and a half months after I graduated for a position to open up at Dance Spirit. I remember thinking I’d never ever ever find a job. But I got a call one day from the editorial director at DanceMedia, the company that owns Dance Spirit, saying they were creating a new position for a web editor (that was a “new thing” in 2007) and wanted me to come in and interview for it.

I took the train to the city, interviewed with three different people and was offered the job. I didn’t care that the salary would mean I’d have to starve and possibly live in a gutter for a while. I was making my dreams come true.

Playing at a photo shoot at Laguardia High School — the “Fame” school!

My growth at Dance Spirit was something of a miracle. I transitioned from web editor, where I worked on seven of the company’s publications (including American Cheerleader — loved it), into a fulltime associate editor position working only on Dance Spirit.

Job description: You will meet Miley Cyrus. You will watch her “Today” show performance from her green room with all her dancers and family members. Hope that’s OK, Feller.

My titles changed — deputy editor, deputy editor in chief and now editor in chief — and my responsibilities were constantly growing.

The first time I met Nigel Lythgoe. I don’t know which is cooler: his hair or mine.

With Tabitha and Napoleon, who are still two of my favorite people in the industry.

And outside the office, life stayed exciting, too.

I started running soon after I moved to the city, and discovered the fitness industry and the racing world. I got hooked quickly, as I tend to do with things, and made lots of friends that way.

Fun with work friends! This was the first “gala” I ever attended and I didn’t own a dress even remotely appropriate. So I borrowed one. Thanks, Lauren! Also, I do not know the guy in the back. No one knew him. Probably the best photo bomb I’ve been a part of.

My little life in New York City was turning out exactly as I’d always hoped.

Monday morning in NYC. Isn’t it supposed to be light out at 7 AM now? No? I got that wrong?

Somewhere along the way, though, I think I stopped dreaming so big.

I got content. I got comfortable.

So I stopped looking so far into the future.

Now, I don’t know what I want next. I don’t even know which race to register for, let alone where I want to raise children in the I-don’t-know-when future.

Things aren’t perfect. They’ll never be perfect. I guess I’m part content, part “I have no idea what to do next.” A little lost, but a little OK with it?

Ten years ago, not having a plan would have driven me crazy. I needed big goals, big dreams and high hopes.

But now?

I don’t have a plan at all. And that’s fine.

WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN 10 YEARS? Do you have it all figured out, or are you as lost and clueless as I am?

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Date: January 7, 2013 at 7:18 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 136

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Date: January 4, 2013 at 9:03 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 35

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Date: January 3, 2013 at 6:49 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 89

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Date: January 1, 2013 at 9:09 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 42

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Date: December 31, 2012 at 8:38 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 26

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Date: December 28, 2012 at 8:23 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 36

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Thankful Things Thursday: The Magic Of The Holiday Season

Date: December 20, 2012 at 9:30 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 41

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Date: December 19, 2012 at 10:08 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 27

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Date: December 18, 2012 at 8:54 am- by Ali- Comment(s): 21

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