I said I was going to do it

I am writing this at 12:22 a.m. Thursday May 1…my quit smoking date. Being of sound addicted mind, I smoked right up until midnight. About 6 minutes later I checked my phone to see if it was really past midnight cuz, maybe I could get one more smoke, or at least a partial one in. When I realized that I had passed my deadline I had to spend a little time debating with myself on whether I could smoke just one more and call it close enough to midnight. Finally I decided that since I made myself accountable to Alice and to you to quit smoking May 1, I couldn’t bring myself to start right off the bat off with a rationalization/white lie.

I’m hopeful for success. I’ve done a lot of thinking about really quitting this last week. I believe I hit my bottom with smoking. I’m feeling the effects in my lungs and I want to have as much of a good quality of life for as many years as possible. I’ve done a lot of mean things to my body over the last 50 years and I’m feeling the pain. It’s past time to straighten up and fly right. I have so much life to live yet and things I want to accomplish. Being a part of Chick and Alice and our 50-state motorcycle ride is my greatest honor yet in my life and I’ve been doing so many things over the last 6 months to improve my health so I can do my part, that this is just one more step in the process. Continuing to smoke no longer makes sense to me.

So here I go…I’m sure I’ll have lots more to say later, but I better get started with a good night’s sleep.