Quitting smoking is something I’ve tried many times before and every time I have failed fast but this past week or so it has become a concern after finding myself short of breath and tight chested.
I’m sure the poor air quality in Bangkok has played a part in this as have too many late nights but even as I sit typing this now I’m feeling it which is serious so the cancer sticks have got to go.
Next week I’m due to fly back to Jockland and plan on using the long haul flight as my starting point to stopping as I’ll be unable to spark up for 17 or 18 hours.
I’ve been reminding myself how I felt the last time I lit a ciggy after such a long time travelling and I can clearly remember how shit it made me feel and how annoyed at myself I felt for doing it. I won’t be making the same mistake twice.
I’m convinced if I don’t stop and do it soon I’m not going to see the summer.
In the meantime, I will cut down as much as I can and live as quiet a life as I can. Out and about with mates drinking and what not sees me smoke double what I’d normally smoke at home so it will be a quiet week of work at home coming up.
Why am I telling you this?
Well, I will probably be a bit wobbly for a few days even just cutting down and updates will likely be a bit erratic and with no explanation of why I have gone AWOL.