I don't wanna...

Yesterday was close to perfect.  Third time doing the Soaring Wings Half Marathon.  I PR'd and got under 2 hours, finally.  That's been my goal for awhile.  Yay me!  Race weekends are always almost euphoric.  I truly love to run and I love my running friends.  But this may all come to an end.  I have to get a job.  Life circumstances are necessitating that.  I like the prospect of earning money, but the kind of job I can get, with my lack of experience and school schedule, will put a stop to my free weekends.  I cry about this.  But it's time to suck it up and get out there.  If I want my life to change, I need to do this.  Sacrifice now, get the reward later.  

So, after next weekend's marathon, I will be applying for jobs.  Either that or win the lottery.  Either way, wish me luck.