Well, the holiday was interesting, tent in France rather than all inclusive to the Maldives, but with the same ambition – relaxation achieved! And I was expecting the environment to trigger thoughts of smoking.
It did a little bit – but it wasn’t as I’d expected. Some of my smoking thoughts were more out of nostalgia than anything else, that’s really what I recognised. An “if I smoked, I’d be smoking right now....but I don’t anymore and that’s great” kind of feeling every now and then, and not every day either.
More commonly it was actually the opposite. I’d see people smoking with their €5 beers, or €8 cocktails, espressos you could stand a spoon up in, I needed a few of those :eek: People smoking first thing in the morning, after a barbecue, all the situations I used to accompany with smoking, and had none of it – the overwhelming feeling was one of relief that I really didn’t *have* to do that any more.
So one tip that worked for me on holiday – if I saw someone fagging it, I’d breathe deeply, as deep as possible, and much deeper than I ever could six months ago as a smoker. Fresh air. And it made me realise instantaneously that I’ve done a very good thing here. My nostalgia soon became relief, then a bit of pride actually! :cool:
Anyhow, just another line in the sand really, I think one year is probably the biggie for me, then beyond... Six months down now, halfway to the penthouse.
Hello month 7!