Four months without a cigarette

Just a quick post to start the day, but one which I feel quite proud about. It’s exactly four months since I packed up smoking.

And though I still have cravings – particularly after a few drinks! – I haven’t succumbed, even when friends or colleagues occasionally try to tempt me off the stgraight and narrow.

My Dad used to smoke and when he quit, he used to take it “one day at a time”. Good advice. I don’t know whether I’ll ever succumb and smoke again, but for now I enjoy smelling fresh air, tasting my food again (perhaps a bit too much food!) and being able to walk up a flight of stairs without being breathless at the top.

Now all I need to do is lose a couple of stone and I’ll be happy…


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