PenteKing’s BodyBlog

Normally, I’m one of those folks who is up and out of bed at the crack of dawn. I prowl around the apartment in quiet solitude, taking my vitamins, drinking a glass of juice, and stretching out the kinks. Then, I’m downstairs, either using the stair stepper or running the treadmill or jumping rope. All that before returning for a shower and then breakfast. That was then; this is now.

Lately, I’ve been sleeping until 8:00 or 9:00 a.m. I no longer do morning aerobics (except for rare occasions). Instead, I immediately sit down, fire up the laptop and check my inbox for messages. I’m looking for work, and the stress of being out there, selling myself, is beginning to get to me. Looking for work is harder than actually working. Trust me on this. When you’re out there, you have to constantly be at your best. You can’t have an "off" day. You can’t be in a bad mood. You can’t do lackluster work, knowing that you’ll make up for it tomorrow. The exam light (as it were) is ALWAYS on. You’re being judged, and (rightly or wrongly) first impressions count for everything. The strain is weighing on me.

If anyone has an idea of the best way to combat this depressive onset, let me know. And thanks.

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