So tomorrow is it. 1st October.
In the UK we have a campaign called Stoptober. It’s an initiative created by the National Health Service to provide information, encouragement and support for people to stop smoking. Basically the premise is that if you can stop smoking for 28 days during the month then you will be five times more likely to quit for good.
So this year we (my partner and I) are going for it.
Giving up the fags.
Embracing a new, healthier and richer lifestyle.
Great! How do you feel about that?
Now, I’m no stranger to giving stuff up. I shan’t name them but let’s just say a lot of them aren’t considered to be a walk in the the park.
So giving up smoking tobacco should be easy!
Yeah. Right. Easy.
In many ways, yes, it will be. 90% of the battle is just making the decision. Once that’s done you just have to remember that your mind and body will try to trick you.
This is the worst you’ve ever felt. You must be dying.
Just one more. For old times sake. THEN give up. It’ll be easier.
Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
Hey, but I don’t like it when ANYONE lies to me.
So sod off me. I’m not taking it.