It has now been 12 days since I have smoked. The task of quitting smoking hasn't seemed so bad for me. I am still waiting for the craving to kick in. I do catch myself thinking about old habits. Such as going to the garage to put more wood in the stove or to put away Nana's car. I use to use those tasks for the
opportunity to smoke one before I returned to the house.
Two things that I have learned so far from this experience.
I can see how easy it would be to gain weight. I am always catching myself before I start to snack and tell myself that eating does not take the place of smoking.
I can also see how easy it would be to just go to the store, buy a pack of
cigarettes, smoke one and throw the rest away and not call it cheating. It was just a supplement smoke to get through the rest of the day. But
tomorrow comes and you go buy another pack, but this time you smoke one and keep two for later. Soon you are back to the smoking routine.
So to take up time I am walking almost 3 miles a day, in the morning,
regardless of weather. This morning it was 8 degrees and before I was half way
thru my walk I was unbuttoning my coat and unzipping my sweatshirt. The three miles this morning took 1 hour.
I now noticed that my heart rate has slowed considerably. It used to be around 74 - 78 at rest. Now it is at 58 - 62 at rest. Just knowing that statistic makes me more determined to never smoke again.
That is enough about me.
Marf, I am still mulling over the offer to train for 1/2 marathons or watch you and drink
Leinies!