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Woo-hoo getting closer to twelve days! I feel a lot different than I did during my last quit when I was at twelve days. Jackie66 wrote this somewhere here, and I'm stealing it: "...the addiction stinks doesnt it! It really is a case of being stronger than the addiction and realising that its not you who wants to smoke but the addiction making you think that, we gave it room to grow and it grows quickly, when that thought comes into our heads we need to be saying to ourselves that we have got this far in our quit without the need for nicotine so why the hell do we think we need it now, because we most certainly don't. Take this forward now to the level of sticky, you can and you will do this believe in you."

That's a good way to reframe cravings. And boy, do I have plenty of those. :)

That's my experience too. I hauled myself into the gym although I sure as hell didn't feel like it. I ran 1K and did weights. I'm doing new weight routines, and boy do they hit muscles I didn't know I had.

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Congratulations with 40!!! :) And yes, it seemed to be so much easier to jump out of bed when the big prize. NICOTINE, was right there, and the most satisfying cigarette of the day was waiting for us, perhaps even with delish coffee to go with it! I'm struggling with getting up as well, even when I get to bed insanely early in the evening. I'm going to assume that it is temporary. :)

That's no fun, MG. But you know what the right way is and how to climb back up. We're here for you. :)

All day yesterday my body seemed stunned at the workout I put it through in the morning - frankly, it was probably the hardest I have worked my body in more than a decade (if not forever, ahem). So I wanted to be gentle with it today. I ran 1K and did a 30 min weightlifting session. My lungs feel bigger. :).

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Love it how you can see being sick as something positive! :) Good for you, and feel better soon.

3 km at 23:20 and 40 mins weights. Feels awesome. :)

Had such a great workout today. :) :) :)

Congratulations! :)

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I'm in awe. That must be such a bizarre experience. :)

Just did 1.5 kilometer run and some light weight work....the gym was really jammed with people, and I really dislike when all the people just hang out on the goddamn weight machines staring into their phones instead of using weight lifting reps in a cardio-enhancing way by switching around on the machines, and you have to ask them TO PLEASE LET YOU DO A SET. And then they get up and you can easily see that what they really need is a good, swift kick in the butt because the way they look there's no way they should spend their time at the gym draped over equipment with a few pulls on the weights once in a whle when they have mustered the interest in doing it.

A thought has popped into my mind a lot since I read it about three days ago: "Feeding my addiction." It's a better way of putting it than "Smoking a cigarette."

Day 7 almost over. I went to the dentist this morning because I broke a molar during the weekend. After I've been to the dentist in the past, I've always gone home to smoke (or smoked in the street back when I did that). So the thought of smoking really spooked in my head. It was augmented by the fact that I really don't have money in my budget right now for a broken molar, so I felt angry, powerless and like a loser at the same time. On top of that my dentist rubbed me the wrong way, which very likely was her reaction to me rubbing her the wrong way in the first place and me very likely beaming out all sorts of negative energy. I had to stop by the supermarket on my way back, and my mind kept coming back to buying a pack of cigarettes. The thought of just smoking FOR TODAY and then continuing with not smoking tomorrow, or perhaps just chain-smoking ten or so cigarettes and then pouring water into the rest of the box and throwing it out, was really tempting. But I knew that I would break the continuity of my quit, and what I felt was much worse, I WOULD SET UP A PATTERN WHERE THIS WOULD BE OK TO DO IF THINGS GOT A BIT ROUGH IN MY LIFE. And isn't that already where I have been for most of my smoking career? Suddenly I thought, "Let me just buy some candy instead." And because I'm over the 72 hour physical withdrawal from nicotine, my body and mind complied that yes, this was a good idea, and the thoughts about smoking cigarettes disappeared. I bought the candy, and had a few pieces. I'm glad I have disassociated going to the dentist from smoking, and I'm glad I didn't set up a new pattern of breaking my quit when things get rough. I'm still angry, though. Angry that I have spent so much money on cigarettes over the years.

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Sunday: leisure day. Walked to supermarket, back with heavy groceries in my backpack Stretched, sun salutations, Sun salutations can be done as a fast flow and can be quite vigorous. 5 kilo dumbbells I have at home. That's it. Oh, this morning I woke up feeling all sorts of nicotine deep in my throat. Yesterday I ran in pretty cold weather and I think it may have affected my throat and lungs. I'm still several kilos over my preferred weight and it feels really uncomfortable. I think I'll start a thread about sugar tomorrow. I want to get back to eating almost zero sugar.

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Ran with borrowed dog outside....it seemed harder going than running on the treadmill.

That's good to know! :) Keep up the great work.....it gets easier and easier (they say). :)

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Day 5 over and day six begun. I felt like smoking this morning. Because there's no more nicotine in my body it's a lot easier to tell myself that I'll do X, Y and Z before I'll review whether I'll smoke or not. Before I knew about the 72 hours, I'd turn into a robot who gave up the quit right away and went and got cigarettes "just one more time." Instead, I went to the gym and pushed myself. I've been doing a lot of ab work lately, and as I finished some new crunches on the incline bench I thought my abs were now so shot that I wouldn't be able to get off the machine by myself! I scanned the room, and the closest persons there were so far away from me that I'd have to yell for help pretty loudly. Ah well...I concentrated mightily and was able to pull myself off the machine. Back home, of course I no longer felt like smoking. Getting really sore kind of helps with this, I think. I'm also competing with myself on the treadmill. And I need lung capacity to be able to continually improve my running. I'm craving lots and lots of very cold water. I let the faucet run until the water feels like it's hauled up from deep inside the frosty ground and I fill giant tumblers with it. It tastes so good, far better than anything else I could drink. :)