I survived my first night out, drinking gin and tonics, at Mickey's Hang Over in Scottsdale, AZ where one can smoke to their hearts content. I didn't have much urge for lighting up and the smoke didn't seem particularly thick-but I left with an even WORSE headache than what I had come in with from withdrawal.
My withdrawal hurts. A lot. My head hurts so much instead fo being an irritated ex-smoker, I am a gentile, sensitive more laid back ex-smoker b/c I cannot bear the pain of any arguement or conflict in life to add to the pain in my head! God, it hurts so bad, worse than a vice of any kind.
In good news, last night I went to the gym, first time in a while. And I could not believe how GREAT running felt! I ran for almost 35 minutes straight. It felt so relaxing, welcoming, amazing, my lungs kept puffing with air, I saw them pink in my head, clean, not heaving out old coal coloured exhumes of cigarette smoke. I was smiling and bouncing while I jogged.
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