Hello fellow travelers,
I hope some one eventually shares a thought or two of their own. I see a couple of people are reading my blog, which is not very interesting at this point so I do understand it does not inspire one to write along with me. But big things have small beginnings.
I am on day 39 and closing in towards day 40 of my smoke free life. What a trip this has been. First making it a New Years resolution was a risk. More often than not people who make a resolution fail. Plus it was kind of a last day decision, no prep time really. I had been spending most of 2014 going to exercise classes. My thought was I would transform from a heavy smoker and drinker into a healthier me. My exercise commitment even went up by June of 2014. I started with Pound classes at Fitmix Studios which were twice a week at most. Then I joined Classpass and now I've been spinning, doing various Barre classes and yoga of different varieties on an average of 4 to 5 times a week. By late December I was 6 months in and smoking and drinking just as much as when the year started, incredible. I was even having cigs on my way to class and then after. Amazing. So while I was at NYE dinner with my partner of 12 years Laura I decided, while in front of the restaurant smoking that the six cigs in my silver case were going to be my last. And indeed they were. I smoked that last little fucker at 1AM January 1st, 2015 and I haven't looked back.
Enough for now, keep on believing in everything and I shall return. Now it's time for the second to last episode of "Worst Cooks in America".
Cheers!
