Saturday, January 19, 2008
I got nothing
I know I promised a list of reasons why we quit, but I can only think of the benefits I already see from quitting. A few days after we decided to quit I went outside for a smoke during lunch at work. It was sleeting and sloppy outside. Not only did I feel like a loser, going out for this while everyone else is in the kitchen, eating and just hanging out, but I actully mucked through all that shit, getting my shoes and bottom of my scrubs wet. That pretty much confirmed our decision.
I've noticed though:
My coat reeked and I had to wash it 2 days after quitting. I did notice that it stunk up the break room at work before I quit, thus making everyone else's coats take on that smell.
I am more aware of the stench on other people.
I can climb 3 flights of stairs without actually needing to stop at the 2nd floor and take the elevator up.
When I take a deep breath, I don't have to struggle to get it half-way down. Now with little effort, it goes all the way down into my lungs.
I have a wonderful feeling of pride, but it sometimes borders on self-rightiousness. "I am such a saintly person for having quit smoking. There should be a statue of me erected in the center of
the universe. Maybe one of me on my high horse."
The weight gain sucks, but I had planned on starting my walking program that I began in 2005, once the weather gets above zero. (3 years ago??? Ouch).
And a big thank you to everyone for your support. It really hasn't been that hard overall. Some quickly little cravings, but they don't last that long. And now that I've been completely smober for 2 weeks, I don't want to slip at this point. I know that first one will be the most disgusting thing I could ever consume, but a second one a few weeks later, and that's it...I would be right back to where I started. No thanks.
Manic Witch wove her spell::
1/19/2008 08:45:00 AM ::