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TODAYS THE DAY
My last cigarette was at 12.05pm. Almost 12 hours ago. This is the zillionth time I have stopped smoking.

This time it's for good, this time it feels like my last chance.

This blog will help me record my feelings as I become a non-smoker, and to deal with and unearth the triggers and beliefs I have about smoking.

It's the worst and best time to stop. I am starting a new job, going on holiday in 4 and a bit weeks, and my team WRLFC is doing depressingly badly at the moment. If I can get through these stresses, then I can get through anything.

I have felt fine today. Maybe only 3 or 4 times I have thought about smoking, and that was a fleeting thing. Like "where's my fags" and "oh I've stopped" and that has been the extent of it. I took my kids, J&C for a walk up Rivington after school. The sun was shining, the light was fantastic and we found a small brook that they paddled in whilst I soaked my feet. It was one of those moments, those unplanned events that crystalise in your memory and become the things you daydream about. These are the moments I want in my life. Not the worry about that niggling cough, planning my life around my next smoke, the cost, telling my kids I have cancer and it's my own stupid fault.

So here goes........12 hours and counting. Money saved £2.00