*Skips* into today (been anticipating 75 days for a while now) finally here, yes I intend to celebrate, home made lasagna (or heart attack on a plate) but have a split training day already done a 7 mile jog this morning and spinning this evening - before the feast begins, gonna buy several bottles of wine too - might not drink them but I think they look pretty on the wine rack, the jewels of the dining room.
Hey hoo off to work. Feeling pretty stiff from the run (lots of sport last night too) but it's the weekend - yippee!
All in all very chipper - never take another puff. Really hope I never think it's a good idea or that I'm immune from the laws of addiction.