I'm sort of a big deal.

Jun 14, 2009 22:42

Update:
I walked over four miles today and it felt pretty good. I have been walking every day for the last week mostly because I can do it without hacking and wheezing, which is a liberating feeling. As of tomorrow it will have been three weeks since I quit smoking. I had my first puff on friday night since deciding to end my decade long love affair with the nic. I guess I wanted to see if the spark was still there. It tasted like a burnt filter. That puff was as gross as the very first puff I had ever taken. I had still been having cravings up until Friday. Any desire to smoke has completely vanished. I don't use the patches anymore because I don't need them. It was almost a moment of great sadness in a bizarre way. I knew at that moment I was never to be apart of the smoking community again. The joy outweighed the sadness of course, but the sadness was still there. You don't realize until you quit that smokers are a pretty tight knit group of people. Still, I am proud of myself. Very proud, actually.
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