Hi everyone. So today marks my 2nd year without a smoke. Maybe close to 20,000 fags not jammed into my lungs. How good is the body to have been able to tolerate that abuse for well over 40 years. What a dickhead I was. So to celebrate I dug some holes hahaha Footing holes for relocating a carport. All the holes I dig I must have been a grave digger in a previous life hahaha. With the weight I have gained you would think I must have eaten the 20,000 fags!!!! So the mind is continuing to remind me how much it used to enjoy smoking but I am still in control. The time has now arrived for me to start to tackle the blubber. I wasn't ready before so I just let obesity be all the rage for me!!! The garden is going well even through winter and Fresh salad has been on the menu. Hopefully soon I will be able to start sewing the buttons back on my shirts if the weight reduces. Just wearing shirts without buttons has been good, I felt like superman in a cape however, there are some places where you can't go dressed like a yobbo. Anyone starting their quit journey just try and stay strong and ride the rollercoasting mind games that come your way. Once we stop we realise that we never actually needed them and the addiction was just that. Our mind told us we needed them to stay calm, to celebrate, to grieve, for stress, to do everything but the truth is we don't. If we conquer the mind we conquer the addiction.
Stay strong and enjoy the ride.