I have a very scary anniversary coming up in August and I cannot allow myself to reach it.
30 years ago on my 15th birthday I was caught smoking cigarettes and I have been a heavy smoker ever since. I do not remember exactly when I took my first puff, but the day I was caught sticks in my mind. I was young, active, healthy, heavily involved in Martial Arts and yet I started smoking. I still do not know why I started, it wasn’t to be cool or to fit in or any of those reasons but regardless I did start and the time has come to stop.
In my build up to this I have read a lot of material and one of the things that is repeatedly stated is to tell everyone you know, so what better way than to announce it here.
I have set a quit date of Wednesday July 29th, 2015. I will be successful.
How does this fit in with rebuilding a Whitby 42? Easy, if I do not quit, I will probably be dead a lot sooner than I am planning on and that would just make for a shitty ending to this blog. After all, the goal is to complete the project and someday sail off into the sunset isn’t it? Kind of hard to do dead, or with an oxygen bottle or with any of the other possible outcomes.
Did I mention that the Admiral will be out of town for a week and August is away at camp.
Paige – I would advise that you find something to do, consider this fair warning, run, run now while you still can 😉