Success is the sum of small efforts repeated day in and day out. –Robert T. Collier
About 2.8 lifetimes ago, or when I was 17, me and a friend were bored. We didn’t drink and we didn’t party like our other friends, but we were extremely rebellious so we were looking for something stupid to do. We decided to buy a pack of cigarettes. We didn’t want anyone to see us smoking, so we just drove around and puffed away in secret. My friend didn’t tell me she wasn’t actually inhaling, but unfortunately I was. Thus began a very bad habit for me that would take almost 30 years to kick.
After many failed attempts at trying to quit through the years, I finally was able to say goodbye to cigarettes for good in 2012. At one point, I had a small setback for about a month, but I think that’s when it really hit home that I no longer wanted to be a smoker. It was one of the hardest things I’ve done, quitting smoking, but as with most challenges in life, it was 90% mental. Once I overcame the mental struggle, it was all downhill from there, and for me, that mental struggle lasted nearly 30 years. If you’ve chosen 2016 to be the year to kick an unhealthy habit, I wish you nothing but success. If, however, it doesn’t stick this year… try, try again. Because one day you will succeed.
In other news, it was a typical snowy/rainy day here in the Pacific Northwest. And the Monday after a holiday weekend. Need I say more?
Actually there’s some really good karma flowing through our home at the moment, and my car passed emissions today, on the first try! After me driving around for a couple of months with the “check engine” light on, that right there is a reason to celebrate! (It ended up being just a loose gas cap that I could never tighten, so not a costly fix… total score!)
As well, the streaking continues. Day 4 done and another 2 miles under the belt. Inside. On the treadmill. Happy-happy-joy-joy.
Hope you have succeeded in getting back to normal routine after the holiday season. I know I had my challenges getting back to it, but the first day is always the hardest, isn’t it!
I leave you with one last thought to ponder:
(Written in response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt, Happy Endings.)