It was Halloween 2007 when I quit smoking after a pack a day for 20 years... I can remember having some difficult moments... but I went 6 years without a puff... I got my body back in shape and was logging in 3,500 miles a year with road cycling... I almost forgot I used to be a smoker... then in fall of 2013 I smoked while on a trip abroad. After a full day of fun and recreation in a country where it seems like everyone smokes I thought I could have just one... I forgot that I am addicted to nicotine even after 6 years.... then I bought a pack... had a few more... next thing I know I am smoking everyday. It was my reason for waking up... I quit cycling... I avoided social gatherings where I couldnt smoke... I stood outside in rain, sleet and snow... Planning smoke breaks occupied my thoughts more than I care to admit. I wanted to quit again.
So Halloween 2014 I am quiting again!!! Its been 9 days without smoking....
It might be just a little easier this time becuase I have done it before. However, its not fun. I do not want to go through this again so I hope I will never forget that I can NOT play with fire... I will lose everytime. I thought I would share my story for those who think that it has been long enough that one puff won't hurt...