Thursday, September 26, 2013
If the day 1 version of myself could talk with the present day (day 53) version of myself about how it feels to not smoke it would probably go something like this. "It can't feel that good and there is no way that you can run that far or for that long in that short a period of time." To which the present day version of me would adamantly explain that it is very possible and that I am proof of those possibilities. For so very long I identified myself as a smoker. You know, someone who is a bit of a risk taker, who likes the feeling, the taste and the buzz that smoking gives, but what I didn't grasp by being a smoker of 18 years, is that non smokers feel, taste and get such better buzzes doing other things like running.
Of course I had previously "successfully" quit smoking like every other smoker I knew. I quit with each pregnancy and while breastfeeding. I quit when I had the flu or was on a plane or in an elevator...lol. The list goes on. However, I never successfully found something else I liked more for getting that "buzz" than smoking. Strike that. Before now I failed to find something that provided a better buzz than smoking. Running smashes any euphoria or buzz that smoking every gave me. If you're a runner you understand this without any explanation. If you're not, let me just say it's wicked good. I will repeat that..wicked good.
The best part of all of this? My kids are shocked. I have uber impressed them. Something I was not able to do with any of my concert attendance stories like the time I saw Nirvana. "Who?" they ask. Or my stories about having the coolest Camaro with "T" tops. "What are those?" they say. Yep, I'm that cool. Only now I'm cool and have running shoes to prove it.
It's a good life and I'm so glad I'm enjoying this part of it that I never thought possible for me.