My favorite Pittsburgh Steelers player from Back in the Day was Mean Joe Greene. He wore jersey #75.
75 is also the age limit for Canadian senators.
75 is the number of balls in a standard game of U.S. Bingo (I didn’t know there were different nationalities of Bingo!).
And 75 is my number of smoke-free days as of today! I just thought it was a cool number. I’m super excited to be 3/4 of the way to triple digits.
I’m still having mad cravings, sometimes every day. Oh, they are frustrating. I’m another 6 weeks on crutches and the boredom is a real trigger for me. So it goes! It’s just in my mind. Annoyingly.
But 75 days seems amazing! I “quit” for 3 months once at least 5 or 6 years ago, but I was cheating and sneaking occasionally and it finally fell apart. I didn’t try again for a long time.
I tried to quit again in October 2020 when I suffered a serious injury to my right hand from a table saw accident. The doc told me I would heal faster if I quit, so I tried. The pain and trauma, physical and psychological, were too much and I was back at it not too long after.
I quit last November and blew it on a Christmas visit with family (because smoking always helps with family stress, right?), got back on track, collapsed again in April.
I really prepared for this quit. I reviewed my past relapses and found lessons in each, and how to be prepared for a trigger instead of being blindsided by one. And getting involved regularly with my Ex community has made SUCH a difference this time around.
I’m sure there’s nothing very interesting or unique about my quit, except to me — the fact that this time, it’s working. I’M working. I’m paying attention. And I have 75 days of freedom!
My thanks to all of you — best, Terry 75 DOF 🎉🎉🎉🎉
