Two hundred days, I'll just say that again, 200 days since I last smoked a fag. Can I ruddy believe it, yes because it's true - what a ruddy fantastic thing. *Little tap dance*
Still counting my way through the year, looking towards the penthouse, the likelihood of smoking now I hope is remote, although I'm still cautious especially around alcohol and people who smoke. Quit blues around some days and not others, still readjusting to a life without nicotine, especially if there's an obsticle or something or extreme emotion such as anger.
Am so pleased I finally managed to stop, it's easier to run, my bank balance is healthier, not having to plan a fag, not going outside in the cold, not stinking of cigs - the improvement not smoking has brought to my life has been tremendous. It also proves I can be determined over a sustained period of time. I intend to be part of the 0.5% who have still quit smoking after a year.
My next milestone is 7 months which will be on New Years eve, a fitting celebration to 2010. None of the friends I will be with are smokers, I was the only one who went out for a fag.