Over 4 years? How can that be? It seems like just yesterday I was starting my quit journey. And I started it one second at a time. I couldn't even focus on a minute or an hour then. Quitting was one of the hardest but best decisions I made.
It opened the door for me to choose myself for a change. I was used to being last. Everyone in my life's happiness was more important than my own.
After I quit, I started to quit other things to. I quit saying "I can't". I started trying things I never thought I could. I began to challenge myself in new ways. I began to run, and soon I was running half marathons. Now, I have lost 60 lbs, and I am running my first marathon in October.
I still have the thought. "Well... one won't hurt." I promise you. It will. Repeat after me, "One away from a pack a day". Is it worth it?
Trust me. It never is.
