It was an Uphill Battle I didn't even realize I was fighting. Running, biking, swimming, working out and working out and working out... A few months ago, it was SO much harder. I ran, then came home and lit up. I taught exercise classes, then came home and lit up. I thought because I was doing so much good for myself, I was negating the harm of cigarettes. But nothing could be further from the truth.
Yes, quitting was hard. But I kept myself busy. I set a goal. I was going to run my first marathon.
My quit date was 136 days ago. My marathon is Sunday. I did this:
And I feel like this:
And I can run faster. I feel amazing when I do it.
And I'm NEVER going back.
If you're reading this, just hang in there. Every day gets better until one day it's just AMAZING.