I used to run before I embraced the idea of primal lifestyle. And one
of the most feared moments of every runner is the "Post Marathon
Blues" (NB I never ran a Marathon, just a bumpy 21k): The moment after
you ran successfully a Marathon.

All your willpower and energy was concentrated for just that four
hours of fame. In that moment the pride vanishes, training loses its
sense. Do you really want to run 60-100km per week just to gain some
minutes? Many people stop running at that point.

I'm experiencing something similar. I was preparing like a madman for
Malaysia. And at the very least, the portraits went out fine.

But now I'm struggling. Will I ever take a compelling picture again?
The fear of failure is overwhelming.

I don't mean to stop, but I've plateaued and wonder how to get back on
track. I love shooting portraits but where to take the models? I don't
feel good enough yet to query strangers on dedicated pages like model
mayhem. Feels like a vacuum.

I realize that this is phase is everyone has to pass. Yet it sucks. I
guess I just have to watch

over and over again.