Fail

Today was going to be a hard day at work and I was stressed.
So I bought a pack and smoked them all.
I am going back on the patch tommarow. One bad set back but I will triumph.


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The bean after a little ride

Well the Bean and I took a little ride. It was nice and slow. Stopped for an iced coffee on the way back home and failed the whole day by buying a pack of Reds. I suck and am weak. In true addict style in my head all I kept hearing was just buy them and only have one. They have been soaked in water and thrown away but I am still pissed at my lack of will power.
The ride was nice though. Sunday I am going to go for longer ride with the better half. Looking forward to a nice ride along the river.





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Let me introduce you to

Mr. Bean



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If there was..

A smoke on those rocks I would have jumped for it.


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Ok so I am just hanging on

It has been a few days now into my quest to stop smoking.
Well I have had a few set backs but I am not going to let it bum me out.
I find I am able to get through work with out pulling my few remaining hairs. But before and after is murder. The patch is just not strong enough to last me all day and night and the gum.. Well it's like chewing on a small chunk of dry wall. Only with less flavor.
I am thinking for Friday I am going to bring an extra patch to slap on around 4pm.
The bike is another let down. Well not the bike so much as I am letting down my bike. My hope was on my quit day to start commuting to work. It would only be 7 miles each way so no big deal right. Wrong my lungs can't do it. I came close to crying when I realized that I could not go that far, YET!
I am slowly going to build up to it and the sooner the better.
It crushes me to think what I have done to my body. For nothing more than the 3 minutes of pure joy that I get out of a smoke with my morning coffee, morning walk to the train, morning walk from the train.... You get the idea.
I used to be an athlete. Back in the day I was a letterman in swimming and cross country. I was a f*cking skate punk back in the 80's WTF! Look at me now, after all these years I can't even ride to work. The guys from Bad Brains would so not approve.
Oh last thing I can't seem to post a picture to this blog with out it showing up full sized. I am working on finding the setting to get it to automatically resize them.
Today's rant is now over.

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Day two with out any smokes.

So I woke this morning thinking nothing but positive thoughts. Stopped at a cafe got my morning coffee and it was just not the same with out the cancer stick. Maybe I should switch to tea.
I have had two pieces of gum to this point so I am surviving but not happy.