Since my separation I have delved into the landscape of self improvement and wellness. Making quantifiable changes on a regular basis.
Some of these changes have come quick and easy. Most have not. They have come through many nights and days of obsessive self reflection and honesty.
Lately I have found myself turning a corner in my life. I’ve become frustrated with and scared of, becoming complacent. Whether it’s work or my personal life, I have noticed that there are more massive, life altering adjustments that I have to make.
I have always wanted to work for myself. Call my own shots and determine my day. I no longer like or find beneficial, the daily drudge of working for a corporation. Where the balance of prosperity is solely focused on it’s own growth.
Life shouldn’t be a live to work situation and I have found myself reflecting on that point for the last year or so. There has to be a better way. There has to be a formula that will allow me the freedom to enjoy my kids, my personal life and prosper financially.
I’m smart, motivated and I believe I have a massive well of untapped potential.
Most recently I decided to really challenge myself . I felt like I really hadn’t pushed to identify the underlying issues that are really holding me back.
As long as it took to figure out those issues, it was a simple answer that came to me.
Being the hyper competitive person I am, I decided to really test my capabilities. Loosing weight was tough, but it was also familiar, especially being an athlete as a kid. Getting hold of my temper and caging/managing some anger issues, again was tough but not insurmountable.
This change, I decided, was going to be massive. It was going to rattle my core and it was going to be an all round life changer.
I was going to quit smoking.
I had been a smoker for 20 years.
I was up to a pack a day for the last 10 years at least.
I had tried to quit periodically for the past 6 years or so. I had used the gum, the patch, the breath spray and anything else that was supposed to curb cravings. But none of it stuck. I would quit for a week or two, but inevitably find myself huffing on a cigarette.
This time, I decided was going to be the last time. One night I sat down and worked out a cessation plan that was going to get me smoke free within 3 months. Having this tailored plan, gave me hope that I had this under control.
This was my plan:
First Month 5 cigarettes a day 1st after wake up 2nd mid morning 3rd after lunch 4th mid afternoon 5th Before bed
Second Month 3 cigarettes 1st after wake up 2nd after lunch 3rd before Bed
Third Month 2 cigarettes 1st After wake up 2nd before bed
Last week if needed 1 cigarette every other day.
With the cessation plan laid out. A big old cup of Self determination mixed with a dose of mental fortitude, I figured I had this in the bag. Nothing was going to stop me.
To be continued…