nick123
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For those of you that have quit, have any of you treated yourself with something new as a reward for quitting? Maybe some experiences could help out fellow loungers here...
My strategy is to load up on Sun Surf Hawaiian shirts and not wear any until I have quit 100%. Those shirts are too gorgeous to have the smoke smell ruin them. I've already bought a bunch of padded hangars and plan to get a rolling rack...one shirt every three weeks or so (with the money saved).
For those of you that have quit, have any of you treated yourself with something new as a reward for quitting? Maybe some experiences could help out fellow loungers here...
I wish that was true. Certainly, the first few week is key, but it's when you get really stressed days in the months after that it becomes tempting to pick up a packet and, bang, you're back on them. I think you need to keep offering yourself carrots and sticks as the days, weeks and months pass.
If you weren't in CA I would tell you to get something with a shearling collar. The smell of smoke never quite comes out of shearling, so you couldnt smoke or be in a smokey place while wearing it. But, being in CA, I guess a shearling collar isnt much use.
As for how I quit smoking, took a gentleman to lunch one day. He was around 55-60 years old. After the meal we bot started to light up as he was telling me a story, when he started hacking and wheezing; not polite little coughs, but the kind that turn ones face red, makes the eyes water, and causes one to grab the table with one hand while clutching ones chest with the other. Everyone in the place fell silent as they just stared at him.
When he was through with his "episode" he said "whew, excuse me", and then proceeded to light up as though nothing had occured as he continued on with his story. It scared the hell out of me! and I left my smokes and lighter on the table. Not a single puff have I taken in all the years afterword.
What I purchased as an incentive when I quit was a handmade Peugeot "Tour of France" model road racing bicycle, completly outfitted with Campy C-Record: it cost a fortune. I started riding hard and that seemed to do the trick, but mostly I do believe it was being "scared straight" by the incident in the restaurant.
Good luck with your plan!