It wasn�t that long ago, as it seems, that I reined in the courage and strength to quit for a day. My day was Super bowl Sunday, Jan 22, 2006; an odd day for a football fan to choose to quit. My team played and lost that day. Did I know for certain that I was going to make this quit stick? I can not say that I did. It was a day by day thing and the days just kept adding up. Perhaps it�s the same for all of us, days just keep adding up and it gets easier and easier. Then you may reach a point that the added days don�t mean as much anymore or they are not of prime concern. I suppose this is what is called victory.
And I understand that it would be easy to fall back into the trap, however you have to want to do that, to make it so. Do any of us want that for ourselves? I think not, why would we? I think as a body progresses with their quit, reality starts to settle in and you understand that you shouldn�t smoke and thereby know that this needs to stick. If not yet, you will soon be able to put it on cruise control.
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]1/22/2006
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 677
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 12,186
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $3,723.50
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 123 [B]Hrs:[/B] 12 [B]Mins:[/B] 6 [B]Seconds:[/B] 39
