12 days

twelve days, thats how long its been now since ive had a smoke, and oh yes im doing fine.. i started my new years resalution a little late you might say. but better late then never. i got sick and freaking tired of worrying that every little pain i felt in my chest was perhaps cancer forming or a prelude to a heart attack.. Ive been ein enough hospital beds feeling week amd decrepid. I refuse to feel that way again and i refuse to die in one. when i die it will bee as ive lived. fighting to the last breath. npt waiting there for death to take me. i aint going out like that

after almost 2 months my hamstring is finally healed im on the bike and waights full time again. ive taken a few steps down on the bike only going 2.5 miles instead of five. Ill get there again and this time i wont be stupid and try and ride like a bat out of hell. like im fricken lance armstrong .

i have noticed that my longs are alont stronger in the 12 days. i dont get winded as bad and my chest dont hurt when i run out of air and neaher does my throte......

i just hope ive quit soon enough to pervent any permanet damage to my lungs and heart. my parents and family say its a good possability seeing how my longs and everything else seems to already go back to a takme before i smoked. but damn im a worry wart ...

more blogs up comming hopefull i havent lost all my readers

matt