I'm feeling pretty proud today. I'm not letting up on my vigilance, but am doing some inner crowing. I went here and there today picking up supplies for the girls' game night on Saturday, and I also picked up some super healthy foods for myself for between now and then.
I'm proud of 64 days smoke free. I'm proud of me for taking control of my food intake for 2 days now. Not smoking comes first, but it's less of a front burner issue every day. Being a nonsmoker makes me just want to cry from the rooftops! I QUIT! Don't worry, I'll always remember I'm an addict and one puff away from being a smoker. I can never, ever forget that.
Regarding weight, I may have mentioned in the past that I was well over 300 pounds and unable to walk, sleep, or do anything other than eat. I had my left knee replaced and began exercising again. A year later, and 30 pounds lighter from merely adding exercise, I had my right knee replaced. I began not only exercising, but working on the weight I had gained. I joined WW and lost 55 pounds. I got into a rhythm and eventually topped out my weight loss at a bit over 100 pounds by 2013. I've remained steady since then. Last May, I decided to reach for another goal and lost another 20 over a few months. Now it's time to look at the quit smoking weight and address it. I'm ready. I don't need my jelly beans and ice cream anymore. I still have my cinnamon sticks and sugar free candies, and for at least the last 2 days, I haven't wanted to smoke or overeat. Go figure.
While being an addict includes my addiction to nicotine, I also have a bit of an eating addiction and it's time to take my control back before I go too far.
The good news is, I'm not giving up a thing. There is nothing but positive involved, just like with the smoking. I have no reason to smoke. Now I have no reason (or rationalization) for overeating.
And that, my friends, is my brain drain for my 64th day of smobriety. Hell yeah, I'm proud!