I was in deep thought yesterday about all the members of my family that smoke and how they've all been unsuccessful at quitting. Then I remembered my lovely grandmother. She passed a couple of years ago, and I still think of her every day. But, I remembered that she had smoked until her late 40s, early 50s. So I called my aunt and asked her if she remembered when she quit. She said, yes. She quit after the doctors told her she would die if she didn't quit. And so she laid them down and never picked them up again. That is also when she started walking on a daily basis. My aunt said at first she was so out of breath she didn't know if she would make it up the street, but she kept on fighting. By the time I was in school, she was in her 60's. She walked 2 miles every morning and 2 miles every day when I got home from school (she made me go with her). So I thought this was really cool, considering that is what I've done, dropped the smokes and taken up walking. Knowing how hard it is to quit now, I admire her for fighting it the way she did and keeping her quit the rest of her life, back when there was no internet or support groups or NRT's. I will remember this during my tough times and when I walk I will walk an extra lap for her. But, I will not quit the quit.
I realize this post probably just means something to me, but just wanted to put it in black and white..... :)
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]1/14/2008
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 2
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 50
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $13.75
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 0 [B]Hrs:[/B] 5 [B]Mins:[/B] 21 [B]Seconds:[/B] 9
