After finishing my Master’s, I moved back to Toronto. It was time to be a grown up and look for a real job.
My focus shifted from staring at a computer screen while working on my thesis, to scanning the pages of Workopolis and Monster.com until my eyes popped out of their sockets.
Since I didn’t have a boss to answer to, I could set my own schedule. I had no responsibilities besides trying to find a job. At first, I spent my mornings applying and my afternoons spiraled into watching endless hours of daytime television.
The Consequences Of Too Much Freedom
While I relished in my newfound freedom of this life transition, the lack of structure of my days (and my lack of movement off the couch) began to become uncomfortable. I’m not just talking about the muscle spasms here.
Therefore, I took matters into my own hands and set myself a schedule.
The New Schedule
I would wake up, scan the job sites, and find 2 jobs to apply for. Before lunch, I would complete my first application and after lunch, my second. Once those were done, I focused on my fitness goals. At a time of complete uncertainty, my health and exercise seemed to be the only things I could control.
So I made it my mission to be as physically active as possible. I was hitting the gym a couple times a week and doing outdoor runs when the weather cooperated.
Whenever I didn’t hear back from a job for a couple of weeks or got straight out rejected, I pushed myself even harder.
Added an extra kilometre to end of my runs.
Held plank for an extra 15 seconds.
Attended as many classes as I could at the gym.
Seeing improvements in my overall fitness level gave me a huge boost in confidence. It showed me that if I worked hard, I could achieve my goals.
With this new found Rocky Balboa attitude, I started my own job search bootcamp:
When I thought my application was good enough, I would spend another 30 minutes perfecting it (and almost always found a silly error I had previously missed like MY EMAIL ADDRESS).
I scanned more job websites.
Applied to four jobs a day instead of two.
Created tracking spreadsheets logging every job I had applied for.
More, more, more. There was always more to do.
After months of applying, I finally interviewed and got a real, grown up 9-5 job with a commute and all.
And then real life set in.
A New Life Transition.
I now had to balance exercise while living the office life.
Find out how I tried to balance fitness with my first “real job” next week.
Have you ever struggled with a lack of time to work out? Share in the comments!