Meh..

The month-long contract was approved and I couldn't be any happier. I've made a mental list of what to buy with the money and more than 3/4 of them are categorized as 'needs', so there's no concrete excuse to slack off. 8 hour shifts for 6 days a week would rob me of already limited social life and fuck up my runs and work-outs, but I don't mind. I don't view it as a sacrifice, but rather, a choice.

We make choices. I hate to say 'sacrifices.' Sacrifices makes it sound like 'oh, poor me, I have to do this in order to get to this,' and I don't really like that word. - Deena Kastor

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